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You tell me to stop snooping through your things
I didn't know there was anything you didn't want me to see You tell me there is no strings I wonder if that means the same to you as it does to me I'm not allowed to turn on your computer unless you are there You have complete access to mine when I am away When I have a problem you rarely care You would rather pretend everything is okay If I try and express myself and my feelings inside When my expression turns a little Gray You find tasks to help you hide So you don't have to hear what I say You say we should think about getting married I still am unsure of why If my emotions have to be buried I feel like I am living a lie I love you so much and want to be with you I just wish you saw me as an equal more than you do I want to get married because you feel I am true We should share everything no matter what it is, why don't you want to? Vote for this poem
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