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Saturday, March 28, 2009

The Storm Brews

in a rage her anger brews
like black coffee, no cream
her brow furrows, she glistening
angry for no one ever listening
she's mike tyson in the boxing ring
nothing can supress her moods
red hot fury, leaves her skin blistering
the storm brews
alysha renee'
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