In Love But Angry
Lying on the same bed holding their breaths.Even though makingup was in their hearts each guarded their pride.Each looked sideways glances mingled exploded in laughter.When anger was a crease in the brow and silence a catastrophe.When making upwas a mutual smile and a glance a gift.Now just look at this mess that you've made of that love.You grovel at my feet and I berate you and can't let my anger go.My lover get rid of your anger proud one.What have I done out of anger you haven't offened me.All offenses are mine so then why are you crying yourself hoarse in front of me.So what am I to you you're my darling no I'm not that's why I'm crying
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