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May 2019
I am in what used to be our family home
You are with your latest man.

My screams of hurt have faded
(but you never heard them anyway).

I hope you feel "appreciated" now
and he buys you the biggest ring.

I still hear the echoes from our 19 years
and wonder if you do too?
wow I was going to write more but I guess this captures it.  I like to think I  am well on the path of "moving on" but it is a process... sorry for the public breakdown.
Written by
David Mikosz  52/M/20850
(52/M/20850)   
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