TemperedA Poem by ni niHis face is red from screaming. The others boy’s nose is blooded red. Tears are streaming down the poor girls face. People have gathered to see what is going on. The big brother angered to have caught his sister kissing such an outcast. He is a “bad boy” a “rebel” they say. In her eyes, he is sweet and kind. But the world is tempered. Keeping love apart. Tempered. Everything good stays in the dark. © 2012 ni niAuthor's Note
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