Divorce
After divorce, failure’s the feeling
Mixed with relief, leaving us reeling
Clean out old trinkets, make room for growth
Get past feeling we’ve broken an oath.
Promises made, eventually broken
Tarnish the rings, a union token
Each day’s mystery to uncover
Learning to be our own tender lover.
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