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What to me have you done?
Smoldering clouds of darkness
as my emotions turn and twist.

Once we were together,
in love's living color.
Hand in hand and we together
were yoked at the waist.

Innocent once, guilty twice.
But your heart drifted away
by another and I just screamed.

Now a vengeful pool of agony -
My memories follow rain, follow pain.
My love by you was left to die.

I swear on a storm of loud thunder,
That I will never have any love for you?
As I howl and scream at the moon.

by James McLain

Comments (3)

I beg to differ I love this poem :) There's a fable I know...I think you may just be the fox that steals the cheese from the crow.
Very good, a Skilled poet! !
The Crow Glad you could join the game. Not really. Your too good.