i remember
when my sister, after catching
her criminal
husband with
another woman,
telling me with great joy
that she threw all of his clothes
out the window
and set them on fire.
i used to think
i could never do that, how
mean, how cruel.
but you don't know until
it happens
to you, what you'll do.
my revenge was much more
creative and fun
than that, when it came
to lies and betrayal.
served cold is best,
i found out.
just ask her.
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