Black Storm
 
Anger and hurt
Tears ripping in the wind
Soul howling in agony
In the midst of the storm

How could I have been
Such a fool and believed
His lies and indiscretions
Seeing them together

Lovingly entwined as they
Entered the motel room
A picture that hurts,that will last
How can we be so gullible

The wind howls in the leaves
As I walk in the rain
Tears flowing ,releasing the pain
Let the anger simmer

Glancing in the shops
As they fly by like his infidelity
Knowing the anger will pull my
Survival skills under control

Wait what was that
Whipping my head around
The intense colour
The significance of its beauty

How appropriate it will be
The black rose I say
I'll take a dozen
Yes a black card too

Signed in red
Our engagement is over
Your new wife she may be
I will not! Your loving..

Fiance,Not anymore!!
Phone the motel
They are still there.
Have the black rose of

Dignity sent immediately
Smiling as you walk
Into the airport on
Your honeymoon now a holiday

Spending the time reviving
Your spirit and dreams
That he can no longer use his ticket
The refund is great spending cash

The beautiful black rose
You are! Enjoying
The future,in the
Midst of the storm


In the midst of the storm
Dream girl
The black rose
Misunderstood1

By imms_place

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