The Rancor in Her Tone
He almost winced at the rancor in her tone
The bitterness with which she spoke
As she hurled accusations in his direction
No thought or reflection
Just adamant rejection
Of what HE might be feeling at the time.
Our lives are a Christ-like fragrance rising up to God...2 Corinthians 2:15
Suffer & Joy ©marinelamelipezer
I have a hyperactive imagination.Welcome to my world. You can get here by way of Astoria Blvd.,Sunrise Hwy or Wyoming Avenue~
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The more I explore, the more I know. The more I know, the more I realise I don't know.
"Porque las palabras deben escribirse cuando se sienten"
Twisted Trunk Travels 
So often the way. When happy, content, we think of the other; when greatly pissed off we are self absorbed
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