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Leaving
The cab was outside, it was 1:00 a.m. The snow was falling on this chilly night. Her face was confused her eyes meeting mine, her little hand, holding mine tight. We had two bags that night, plus her favorite doll I stared at Jesus, still hanging in its place in the hall I had just one more thing to do as I took one last look at the place My lips tremble a bit, wiping a tear from my face. I looked down at my little girl as the cabby told me to hurry up I finally slipped the ring from my finger and tossed it into the coffee cup. You see, the old house once was a happy place for the 3 of us He played with his daughter and put up with her fuss I could stare at his smile and look into his eyes Then slowly the signs began of little white lies Late from work, or unscheduled appointments here and there. Then anger and malice from my questions, “My how I dare!” I could smell the perfume that was not my own I could smell the sweet wine that never was in my home I could see the glassy eyes of that love we had now long gone I cried myself to sleep asking what the hell went wrong. Nothing could be fixed, the fighting got worse Pushing, shoving, our daughter’s safety now in verse The snow is falling, and another marriage too. This is my story, how about you?
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