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Broken

I don't understand, how she can stand next to another man.
Standing there heartless holding his hand, like I was nothing.
Eight years of marriage and she is standing there so comfortably.
Three kids, one of which I adopted, even though I shouldn't mention it.
He is my son, and she'll never forget it.

I try to make sense of this, I go to her Facebook page and I stare at them.
The smile on her face, I know now, it to be fake. That's just the look of her face.
I thought the look in her eyes was pure love, but I know now it's pure insanity.
All of our memories and pictures are meaningless to me, but for the children I must keep.
I never meant for them to be raised in a broken home, I wish this was a dream.

 

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Ravindra Kumar

A piercing story reveals the fact of such a sincere man is standing on the path of persecution.

Regards,

Ravindra Kumar

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Denise Coulson

Sorry you feel so much pain. Just remember it's people that try to break us in the end actually makes us stronger. If you feel like she is worth the heartbreak your going through each time then keep looking at her Facebook but deep down you and I know chapters like these end and it's up to us how much margins in our lives we allow them to have. 8 years is a long time but let this time be yours and your children. Keep strong dude.

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