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It cuts deep

Poetry By: RJohnson

Tags: Dark


Submitted:Sep 8, 2007    Reads: 79    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

My ex-wife tried to kill me.

Day after day she put arsenic in my coffee.

I don't have a lot of money and she was never satisfied.

She took out a life insurance policy and she would've gotten a quarter of a million if I had died.

She started running up my credit card bill and that caused us to bicker.

I was in a lot of pain and as each day passed, I got sicker.

I'm very thankful that my daughter learned what was going on.

If she hadn't went to the police, I'd be gone.

When the person who you love turns out to be your worst enemy, it cuts deep like a knife.

Now she's going to be in jail for a long time and I'm grateful that she's out of my life.


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