by simply_cyn
The curse borne by women everywhere
Remembering every slight, real or imagined
And for the men in her life
The effect is worse ~ guilty while never facing trial.
forever following just a step behind
waiting again for another chance
to rear its head - betrayal.
Love is to hand - betrayal is to glove - They go together.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,500 poems.
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