Spite

Posted: April 28, 2013 in Poems

Yowl now that its gone

Shed the tears you could have hide

Wreak revenge on yourself

Dance to the rhythm of pain itself

Wish in staggering silence

Long for it out loud

Promise up in the cloud

You will never want him back

Not even when he begs for life

 

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