Anger poured from her eyes
Tore from her mouth
Anger prevailed, anger consumed
Cruelty etched it's way
Onto her tongue
She danced with the mad disease
Long enough
For her face to forget
But the seductive idea
Still lingered in her mind
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories and Poems by Me
PoezjaEnter at your own risk. My mind over the years is displayed in here. ((PS: even my worst ideas get put in this log because it's my back up for everything I write. I apologize for the horror if anyone is reading this))
