Saturday, April 2, 2016

Come Now Everyone Keeps A Little Back Unsaid Comments

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Hands cupped, clenched, brooding in silence
Curdle; make buttermilk of your heart.
When anger beats its drum, your souls
In mortal shock, she wants only to depart.
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Mark Heathcote
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