Rage
Liberties taken without consent
and not even a hint of repent!
Your misconception of my heart
tore our existing friendship apart.
Forgive and forget people always say,
but what about the price we pay?
Revulsion swept through me that night;
now I want you out of my sight.
Never will there be trust again-
only rage over what shouldn't have been.
The memory will haunt me forever more.
The friendship we shared; now a closed door.

Ellen Francis Bergakker


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