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| Receipt - Photo by Casila |
She brought me home,
Had to balance her checkbook first,
Before she could officially start company,
She plugged the figures into her spreadsheet,
Something wasn't figuring out,
She turned to her husband,
Chewed him out until he found the receipt,
It proved that he wasn't back on drugs,
I just stood there feeling his embarrassment,
His shame, a blunt attack that proved he still wasn't trusted,
I was shocked by her rage, she erupted like a volcano,
I wasn't prepared to witness this version of a love story.
Another poem to read: 2nd Edition
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