Paradox

I am Pain. Constructed of
Suffering.
Built on bones of enmity.
Skin of animosity.
A walking paroxysm of despair.
I am Petulant.
Indignant & Acrimonious
Defined not by past
Made not of actions
I am Feelings.
I am Love.
Strong and true.
A paradox of divine image.
(C)2017 Dedhedpoet
Andrea Travis

 

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