By Jenna Holland (poetic_angel@gurlmail.com)
Date: 7 October 1999

Dishonorable Discharge

She stripped him
   of something that was
my taking.
I wanted it.
I wanted it right
     pure
     clean
     First, only.
It would be the only thing
  that would be mine
all mine, unreplaceable,
  undeniable.
Then it would be ours
   Mine and His.
   Untouchable
But now it's thiers
He's 
  dirty
   stained
    denied.
And I can't help 
   but be in total envy 
     of her.

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