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A poem I wrote about my relationship with my ex-husband before our divorce. I hope it might help someone else.


Submitted:Mar 14, 2010    Reads: 102    Comments: 26    Likes: 28   


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I remember the glass breaking,
as it hit the wall behind my head.
You could have said a lot of things,
but you just laughed instead.

I remember long days of ridicule,
cruel, vicious words you cast.
Those times we fought with each other,
how you would dredge up the past.

I remember long sleeve shirts in summer,
how makeup didn't cover the mark,
yet the bruises carried deeper then skin,
they stripped my spirit stark.

I remember those last days together,
how I loved and hated you.
I wonder now if you really comprehend,
the anguish you put me through?




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