Her chaos was
s i l e n t .
Hatred wasn't
something she was
fond of; yet, there
it was, glistening
in her eyes
like two rubies,
red unseen to
the naked eye.
Rage
Her chaos was
s i l e n t .
Hatred wasn't
something she was
fond of; yet, there
it was, glistening
in her eyes
like two rubies,
red unseen to
the naked eye.
