A Love Untrue

The fickle wim of a woman’s passion is jealousy
The horror of one crushing a heart is her treachery
She coils around you like a snake
You hold your head because your heart aches
The woman tells you that you don’t care enough about her
She sows a seed of evil that is unpure
In unpleasant mischief she accuses you of being untrue
Her game is to thaw you out and freeze you again
The dark cloud causes joy to flee
Your acts of kindness will not please
Each night will be a wretched night
She will forever clamor for a fight
The storm will rage on
She is the infernal breeze that comes and goes
She ruins the character of your soul

A Love Untrue

redgrandma

Joined March 2008

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