She blew in like an aggravated F5 tornado, shouted, "Don't you dare say a thing,” slammed the door shut and slung her purse across the room. It ricocheted away from my bottom-weary couch, cleared off the end table, then teetered briefly at the edge before...
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Redemption
A poem about loveThe heart forlorn, merciless Tender desires ravaged by time, dispirited Yet in solitude a glimmer of hope, glinting Held wretched in a sad melody Time’s passing, meaningless A dream beheld in despair, sorrowful Ascending into dejection, melancholy The fut...