A Tiny Bit Of Anger.... Poem by david gerardino

A Tiny Bit Of Anger....



she was sharp and naked,

her mass exhibits a mighty

torrent of blood, frozen blood.

shes a echo with stony veins,

and her blood turned to tears.

shes neather day or night, just

a face full of poison and fear.

when she sat next to you it

felt like, dark, with out light.

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