He stabbed her repeatedly

in the chest

with daggered words

sharp

honed with hate and spite…

Love can be a lethal cocktail

Dangerously acidic

He threw it in her face

repeatedly

Stunned by his outrage

She sat there and silently wept;

now empty, beggared and bereft

of all guard, ammunition and daggered words…

“I just don’t have the words,” she said

“He stole them from me.”

 

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