The rage has revealed itself as red heat in my face.
Tears stream down my cheeks.
Voices are strained from the screams.
Doors are slammed.
Words cut deep like a dull knife.
And my heart is broken.
Even like this, I still adore you
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100 Poems For My Lover
Poetry"I promise it's not the world against us The world will catch up In the meantime, lets just be free" Poems written for the love of my life, my fiancée
