Give It Voice
Give it freedom, give it trust, give it voice...
Thursday, December 19, 2013
dagger rain
when it rained, it drenched
wicks dripping boiling spits
of wax and weary, angry tears
splattered clothing, soaking clear
through walls and words
of I don't love you
drove a knife in, screamed and twisted.
~
RNH
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