The Betrayed Wife
I have to just start writing before the tension within me that is slowly growing develops
into another one of those rages deep within me just waiting to be released,all because of
him and his sluts and a ring he wears on the wrong finger and the lies he tells so very
well making a fool of me once again.
Copyright © Christine Vancooney | Year Posted 2006
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