Vengence.

Vengence.

A Poem by Sarah Wood

My lover’s heart is like a ticking clock

One day it’s fully charged the next its low

How it goes on and on then how it stops

When he says he loves; secretly your foe

You cry and scream then your world falls apart

Revenge is a witch that’s what you get foe

Cry aloud but it drowns out oh sweet love

Your pain is my joy I grieve no one HUN

I shunt stop this nonsense young native love

Let me explain you seem so awfully stunned

No man will ever do me any wrong

I’m on your mind to me you now belong

© 2010 Sarah Wood


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Beautiful.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Sarah Wood
Sarah Wood

Jefferson, GA



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