With Words Angry
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he spoke to me with words angry blurred
whispering in my ear, biting, that I was his now, his, his
he said, tell me you love me and I did, I did say it
'cause his knife was at my throat . . .
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May 3, 2019
Excerpt from my poem, Running to FREEDOM, March 22, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/with angry words
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1141-486-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Liberum Divisa
sponsor, Gregory R Barden
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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