atonement

Learn more about other poetry terms

We were about to move  again And he said we needed to paint the garage He didn’t explain why  but he never does  
She said gently, "hush, I can do this." A thing happened: I seemed to disappear. The back of my neck went cold. A fire ran up the-- "Yes," I said. "Again and again and again,"
Atonement   The most I can do with you now is to sit on this ledge, watching everywhere. I turn to watch you stare
The dark one tells me I deserve this pain.I desire punishment, for it is just.
Subscribe to atonement