Revenge Is A Dish I Am Not Hungry For

I am wearing nice earrings and my shoulders are shrouded in lace.
This is not about revenge.
I keep my anger inside my handbag.
She howls. Hurt by the way I ignore her, when she got all dressed up too,
and I am so cruel,
keeping her captive in the cold confines of a cool head.
I have to get through this.
I have to go through this.
Revenge is a detour,
and this road is long enough already.

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