Poem 8(Scrambling Words across Loves Acrostic )

         Even when I think your happy      
I'm wrong      
            Rivers take away this stolen feeling      
   Craving, to say hello, good morning      
          Aching, to hear your mellow tone      
       
Its opposite day!      
       
        And        
Even when I think your mad      
       I'm right      
Rivers can't take away this stolen feeling      
     Craving, to be silent      
Aching, to ignore you even when I can't      
       
Delete this pattern of bullshit      
   Obvious feelings      
     Not giving a fuck through this      
      Emotional rant        
          
          
   Yet,    
    I  still Love        
    To  engage in Good word      
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