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Friday, September 21, 2007

Confession Of A Young Mistress ( Night 3)

Sitting on my terrace gazing towards the sun filled skies
The breeze begins to play a game with many stands of my hair
Today was a good day
I walk back inside my apartment
Surrounded by your gifts
Flowers, candies and much more
My late night adventures with you have turned out to be more of a fairy tale
5 star restaurants
Expensive evening gowns
To you money spent on such a hard working woman like me is nothing
So I ask my dear
Why the fuck you with her?
That ring
Good god I see it again
As if it fucking mocks me grinning in the light
The band turns colors depending on what angle its in
The color green reflects on my face
Funny .....because I'm envious of it
That ring symbolizes everything that I hate about you
Every inch of hurt and pain forgotten
I await for it to fall off so that you and me can once again be fully together
Our souls have been reunited and now our heart are growing fonder by the second
If we do not make a choice now this will all end in one way
Me wanting to kill the bitch
I look at you from across the table
More handsome and spectacular than before
We touch hands and I fall deep into your eyes
Until my finger graze over it
That motherfucking ring.

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