Honeymooned
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I didn't have to marry him, until
you said you did, and I noshed on some fruit.
That's when my hand went shaking everyone's
so none of us would notice how his fit
against your sweet, illegal little ass.
You blinked and giggled forty minutes straight,
but when I tried to point out who I was,
he held your hand while you blew up at me.
He said to Mom, "Don't worry with her bills,"
laced acid through my veil, then you both left.
So I moved back with Mom, except for when,
each longer than a year but not a day,
I try to sleep beside time's dancing floor
while he pulls children off you.
Stupid cow.
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