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I was reading a book with vivid descriptions of the sea as an angry goddess. This is what I thought of.

When your happy ever after turns into the Nightmare Before Christmas

When someone you built a life with cheats, then dies. Yep. It's that bitter.

When reconciliation is impossible

I was experimenting with a twist on Elizabethan poetry, and this is what I came up with.

When all you want is walk away, leave the mistakes behind, and hit the open road.

My roots are deep in these hills. And hillbillies know how to survive.

What's left behind when you lose.

When you are the red-headed stepchild in the home you created.

In the face of abuse you let go of grand hopes and cling to simple steps forward.