This is why I don't get angry, now.

This is why I don't get angry, now.

A Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madness
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To my Ex-Wife, Michelle. Who I still hope dies a horrible, embarrassing death.

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Forced flowers
And foisted gifts
Unwelcome words from
Poisoned lips

A fool on his knees
A stolen kiss
A decade lost
A lifetime missed

A snake's egg, goats milk, and green rosehips
A song, a spell
A dance, a tryst

You shook your head
"Not like this..."
And then you said
"You will be missed."

"We tried", you lied...
You never did.
And so, I have the kids.

B***h.

© 2020 Dripping Chocolate Madness


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Ouch...many decades to make it better

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dripping Chocolate Madness

4 Years Ago

Nah. It didn't take long to realize I wasn't missing out on much.
She's the human equivalent .. read more
Venom and spice and nothing nice.
Except for a poem maybe. :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Papaya

4 Years Ago

I can't disagree with you. :)
Dripping Chocolate Madness

4 Years Ago

You better not.
I don't want to have to get mean about it.
Papaya

4 Years Ago

I might find that amusing.

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Added on August 5, 2020
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Tags: Ex, vindication, divorce, lies, tried

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Dripping Chocolate Madness
Dripping Chocolate Madness

Wandering, RI



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Not a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..

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