She looked at them with a rage
hidden by years of false tenderness
they were used to overlooking.
♥
YOU ARE READING
a collection of deep thoughts
Poetry☻swimming under the midnight rain☻ Simply pages of thoughts, feelings, ideas, spilled out into words. To get out before I go mad.
false tenderness
She looked at them with a rage
hidden by years of false tenderness
they were used to overlooking.
♥
