Behind Her Eyes She is all tempestuous fury. Cacophonous anger thunders through her veins. She bellows her displeasure with BP rising. A personification of her rage. She roars to bear her fury wide. Shouts from which injustice hides. She is the rallying cry. Screaming white hot and bilious venom. Not that there is a ripple on the pond's surface, No not visible to you or I. Tightly held reigns, It all resides behind her eyes.
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