The DarknessA Poem by Dawn JonesLoving her’s like poison Burning in my soul Broken down and bleeding As I throw her to the floor I wanted her to see me Accept me as I am But I was always second best beneath her self-righteousness I’m wanting her to suffer To feel what I have felt So maybe she will understand The cards that she had dealt Let crystal hearts be shattered With bloody battered fists Bitter hate and jealousy controlling all I am All she sees is who she is But she’s not what she thinks The darkness is inside us both I just set it free © 2010 Dawn JonesFeatured Review
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14 Reviews Added on July 23, 2010 Last Updated on July 23, 2010 AuthorDawn JonesLa bocca dell'infernoAbout"Character is destiny. For the cronic do-gooder, the happy-go-lucky sociopath, the dysfunctional family, under the gun everyone diverts to who they are. We may hunger to map out a new course, but fo.. more..Writing
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