A woman scorned



A woman scorned

Roseline Ameyaw  


Rejected in love she waits

Screaming at the top of her lungs

Her tears flow down her rosy cheeks

Not for long


How long until men will know true love?

It sits, waiting to be found

Something missing in everyone

None can compare to her love


A woman won't wait forever

Moon dancing in your fears

Laughing at your misfortunes

Disasters will happen like tempest


No one listens to her

Anger melts her heart

Cold hearted she is now

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

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