Rant
SOAKING AGONY
BRUISED SPIRIT
LONGING TO BREATHE FREE
LOST BEAUTY
CAGED ANIMAL
PANTING IN SOLITUDE
PRIMAL ACHING
THIS HOPELESS AFFLICTION
CALLED LOVE
OUR SICKNESS HAUNTS US
NO LONGER
BROKEN TIES
THAT BIND
HEALING OPEN WOUNDS
FROM THIS TERRIBLE AFFLICTION
CALLED LOVE
I HAVE EXHAUSTED MYSELF
IN EFFORT TO WIN YOUR LOVE
AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET
SO MUCH
FOR THIS
HORRIBLE
ING
AFFLICTION
CALLED LOVE.
1996
Copyright © Tiffany Harvester | Year Posted 2018
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