11/23/10

Give and Take
By Harriet Levy


When I married him, I gave my heart to him. When I took him, carried his child, I gave my life to him. When I left my job, chained myself to the kitchen, I gave my soul to him. In the end, when he held everything I could give, he took it with him, left me empty, left me for a woman with eyes as cold as glaciers.

As cold as turned backs and fate.


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