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Feb 2014
Spitting fire from my tongue.
The contents of my mind upset.
I ***** in sulphuric rage.
It's burning in my chest
So many things of vile sickness, seen before my broken eyes.

I'm angry cos you loved me.
More angry cos you left.
Inside a silken coffin.
My heart and soul you cleft.
Was a year ago on the 11th.
You know, the day that we first met.
When spattering of snow left me cold outside.
Lost in London.
A fair city.
That fair city, cried pity.
For just a while.
All was pretty.
Now my love is vomited all across this page.
I no longer love you.
My heart, my pen, my belly purged.


By ladylivvi1

Β© 2014 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
My friend asked me to write a decent  poem using the word "*****", I did this one!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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