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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required somewhere along the way s/he lost track of themselves--- perhaps it was because they had been hurt before & swore to never go into anything full swing again, or perhaps it was out of a genuine dislike of themselves--- either way, the passion was there in the beginning (as it always is), and with it came the words--- words that seem to come naturally even though they are said by the same people to different people a thousand times before our death words that fill the air with new life & energy when they first appear again words that coax us with comfort like the inevitable calm before the coming storm & finally those same words that cut like razorblades & streak down the blackboard simultaneously with horror movie violins creaking & clanging in the furthest regions of our heads when everything falls apart. there was a promise promulgated in that sea of first flowering words a promise that no matter how much it is exemplified on television or in films for its dramatic purpose, always seems to con someone under its wing--- this promise that one of the passionate two would eventually leave their spouse for the other this promise that the affection that at present was being hidden behind closed doors would someday be able to flourish amongst the public world with all of the boisterous spontaneity of a real health relationship, free of any guilt that the two might be feeling while they worked their magic behind the back(s) of those that they already had made promises to. and yet as the early bliss of love turns into the neurological disease of which it can seem to fester as all the other moments of life with a person who no longer interests the other party, like rotting milk it’s stink fills the room & inevitably the apology begins--- long & drawn out with too many words that are all saying the same thing--- it is over. one of the promisers didn’t pass the litmus test & so the less guilty goes back to their spouse honoring that ridiculous charade that is known as marriage & the guilty party now dumped by the person that they were having an affair with walks back out into the world with a feeling that they were not even good enough for someone who is already married.
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