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Mood swing

How can you stand there, listening, and believing,

that these are MY words, and not those of a bitchy someone else,

who occasionally climbs inside my body

and has the audacity, to use my voice, dares to treat you like fucking shit!?

 

Who is she, this fiery window maker of my eyes,

this arsonist, who sets fire to my temper?

 

don't take any notice of her, just wait, because,

she'll be leaving soon

once she's turned the charm back on, of course.

◄ And then sadly, there was one-less!

Out of our mortal hands ►

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Bethany Sallis

Fri 10th May 2024 19:57

Thank you, K. Lynn, Aisha, Nigel, Hugh, the two Stephens, Holden, Helene, Manish.

Keeping cool seems to be getting harder to achieve these days, with all the pressures of modern day life, does it not-ugh! pain!

Thank you again so much folks.

Bethany

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Bethany Sallis

Tue 7th May 2024 18:24

Ooops! I had just logged off and having done so, I spotted your kind comment Manish, so being a person who abhors ignorance, I immediately logged back on to thank you, and, very much so!

Take care sir.

Bethany

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Manish Singh Rajput

Tue 7th May 2024 17:43

An interesting topic that you've attempted and excelled in, Bethany. I particularly loved the second stanza!

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Bethany Sallis

Tue 7th May 2024 17:42

Holden, Helene, Manish, cannot thank you enough. Hope you have all had a nice day,

Bethany

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