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she was my "trophy wife,"
the woman who caught the eye
of every man in the room
and never gave them a reason
to drop it. so they never did.
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Poesíathe thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86
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italics
she was my "trophy wife,"
the woman who caught the eye
of every man in the room
and never gave them a reason
to drop it. so they never did.
