xxxii. LOVE AND RAGE
written: october 11 two thousand 16
posted: october 15 two thousand 16
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i must warn you, there is nothing graceful about my anger.
IT COMES IN THE FORM OF
hurricanes
screaming until your throat is raw
blood down the drain
the devil's claw
although i am very good at hiding it
it won't stay hidden forever.
the more you tend to the fire,
the bigger it burns.
i feel two emotions
with all of my being.
they are the two emotions
that mix together to create
this fiery disaster.
THEY ARE
love
and
rage
the more i love,
the more protective i become.
the more protective i become,
the more rage i store in my bones.
ITS CYCLICAL
a vicious paradox
of loving so much
that you hate.
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YOU ARE READING
celestial
Puisi"positioned in or relating to the sky, or outer space" because everyone I love, loved, and will ever love does, has, and will fascinate me much like the stars in the sky do.
