within the dignity of night, i found us in an eggplant colored judgement room. i sat with bitten tongue as you spewed forth inane vitriolic criticism of my actions made under severe duress. when i rose to proclaim the truth, you rushed at me like a rabid dog as was your way during our life together. this time was once too many for without the gauzy shroud of female forgiveness that i wore wrapped around my broken heart, an accipitrine inner eye opened and i met you as an equal for once and with great clarity, crushed your narrow mean lips with my teeth until your condescending eyes fluttered closed and you were finally silenced and made invisible, forever.
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blood on the jugular. his.
Delicious!
my marriage in one paragraph
Around some, i am paralysed, and shrink back into an earlyer form of me, The one who had not left his pram yet, And for Us to climb on top of the lowly roof some create for us, and to help excorsise their demons, Is an empowering option, and graduation from, old disempowering patterns, And the fact that you did it, -burned off ugly things of the past, is entirely Commendable my dear, think of it as creating fresh canvas, for a great future work of Art,, for thee art thine master painter, hee hee...
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