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The Lies of Divorce
The Lies of Divorce The truth of facts, lost over time, by the deceit of repetitive misstatements... also known as; lies. He put me on the ground. He yelled at me. Yet, I am the one at fault. Our daughter believes, all she was taught, at the foot and knee of a mirror. The greater the enhanced recognition of his implied power, the overall tolerance for things spoken incorrectly at first, while drifting into complete darkness at whim. He took his son's blanket, in the parking lot and laughed. He took his crayons, and threw them into the fire. Just to watch the colors, melt and burn together, while the screams of the innocent, sang... The depths of your unconscious actions, are only ever so much lower, nearly unmeasured. Hate was your mantra, a game played with the lives of our children, still echoing into their patterns, set to be changeless. The truth ever grows in a place, watered daily, and given prayer. The form of which takes hope, to a new realm, that can not be shattered, or stolen. The jig you follow, up and down, a puppet on a string, for a darker thing. I pity your displacement, of what is important, to the world... inclusive of all that has life, and will continue to breathe. Let me read this to you... as I know that will fire the flame. Let me speak it clearly, so there is no shame. I forgive you.
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