From the album On The Eve Of A Goodbye
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Her inner turmoil gave way to a startling and uncharacteristic fit of rage in which reason seemed to all but abandon her. He was perplexed and alarmed fearing his every attempt to help her was fueling further ire. The hurtful words she said in anger were withdrawn soon after in an abashed whisper. Though the venom in words paled in comparison to the ridicule and invectives she would vomit forth at herself in solitude.
When she was sure it was only her. And the mirror at which to scream...