The storm that formed within
Kept quiet in self-conceit
The words chosen to spin
Will likely mean defeat
The whispers turned to sin
Unable to delete
The words that did begin
To taste so sickly sweet
The joining of the skin
A union of the heat
The words now worn so thin
There will be no repeat
With the pulling of the pin
The heart began the cheat
The words have been locked in
Forever in deceit
Some thoughts on infidelity
1994ever 
This is very insightful.
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Thanks again 🙏
It looks like I wrote this in March and obviously some thought or phrase had come to mind, but, annoyingly, I don’t remember writing this!
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Your comment made me smile.
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PS WP somehow unsubscribed me from your blog. Odd 🤷♀️
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