Silent Rage

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Eyes glazed with fury
Black agate
Pitiless, cold
Stare in impervious animosity
Stony, impassive
Sphinx like, mute, inscrutable
Granite faced and hard
Implacable in your wrath
Frozen immobile in your icy rage
Words chilled in Arctic silence
My soul rimed
In the diamond hardness of your stare
Speak to me, see me
Tell me where I’m wrong
Turn your anger hot and
Thaw my frozen soul

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