Smoke and mirrors is all that I see. I try so hard, but nothing I do is real. Just a pawn in your game waiting to be taken. Wondering what the day will bring just not knowing anything. Shame on you for playing me the way you do, but shame on me for letting you. One day the smoke will clear and there will be nothing there. Just the emptiness which you will call home and the mirror that will show you nothing but loneliness.
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A thanks to everyone who has been here for me through this rough patch in my road.
Thoughts and feelings of going through a divorce. From day one when he left to present.
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- Martha
- Port Orange, Florida, United States
- I am a 31 year old mother of two who is coping with divorce. I write as I feel and I feel as I write. This is the only way that I can cope with the ever changing emotions I carry each day.
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A thanks to everyone who has been here for me through this rough patch in my road.
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