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listening to my husband's heart
By Nancy Yang

Listening to my husband's heart, I hear
A time when conversation becomes stale.
Twine binding us together would be fear,
and boredom is the topic in our tale.

His brown eyes drift away in wanderlust
The way his body will soon betray me.
Breaking irretrievable bonds of trust;
Unwanted women company for me.

Resentment festering in both our minds;
Sharp words to prick him my only weapon.
Lost would be the wife who used to be kind;
Our only link left between us our son.

Marrying a man who cannot be true,
I am glad I did not give in to rue.

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