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Caught Again

It became more than just a hunch When I heard they met again after lunch. I called and asked him what's up? But his answers didn't quite add up. He said this and he said that And for a while played cat and rat. I poked and grilled him more and more Said I wouldn't quit till we settled the score. Told him I had enough evidence To expose his decadence. He pleaded but I wouldn't have none of it I yelled "OUT WITH IT! Enough of your ****". But had I known I wouldn't have Cuz the truth sliced my heart in half. He confirmed that my guess was right, our love had lost it's clout It felt like a punch below the belt when he spelt it all out. He said he wasn't cheating on me with her Instead, he was cheating on her with me. I was absolutely dumbfounded Or should I say absolutely astounded? All I could do was ask myself WHY Didn't know whether to laugh or cry. And too be honest, it really didn't matter Whether I did the former or the latter

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Date: 4/19/2016 11:02:00 PM
Teneshia Berg, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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Date: 4/19/2016 8:50:00 AM
Teneshia....amazing first post,, nicely done. Glad to read your poem today. Welcome poetry soup. XoX *Linda*
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Date: 4/19/2016 7:35:00 AM
That's the way to go! Congrats on your first entry and welcome to Poetry Soup, Teneshia. :)
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