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Papers spin as they fall to the floor,
the wine spills from the glasses pour,
crashing down splashing over the carpet rug,
an overwhelming feeling enters her like a drug,
stopping her heart from the shock of this act,
an identified truth to lies she thought were fact,
pale skin on her face turns red with jealous rage,
yet another memory to add for her diary page,
more sessions with her therapist for the week,
something else to complain about in a long streak,
her husband sits at the table eating something with fat,
she put him on a diet as this is all about just that.