Haunted Memories, by Deborah Pagelsdorf

The memories still haunt me.

He whispered she was just a friend.

My heart aches every day.

He alleged there was nothing going on.

He whispered she was just a friend.

His tender lips touched hers.

He alleged there was nothing going on.

He stroked her breasts with lust in his eyes.

His tender lips touched hers.

I discovered the affectionate note.

He stroked her breasts with lust in his eyes.

I wanted to kill her for the pain she caused.

I discovered the affectionate note.

I stabbed the note, then burned it.

I wanted to kill her for the pain she caused.

If ever I face her again, I will beat her down.

I stabbed the note, then burned it.

My heart aches every day.

If ever I face her again, I will beat her down.

The memories still haunt me.

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