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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1335112

A poem for my husband when I was mad at him.

Bottle me up in a corner to die,
spread your wings and learn again to fly.
For I am giving you the chance to be free,
cause a long time ago, you stopped caring for me.
Hatred shines deep inside your eyes,
hurtful words spill forth from your lips,
anger is all you have left.
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