Conception Deception
The bloodstained blade slipped from my trembling hand
Their affair and her conception, I wouldn't try to understand
I ignored his piteous cries and stabbed his heart with my knife
He lied in dismal denial, but her belly had been scanned
My husband crossed the threshold when he deceived me, his wife
Required words, Bloodstained, conception, piteous, dismal, threshold
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09-21-17
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