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Stop
I’ve repeated myself so many times
Soft
Tired
Barely there
No longer insistent
I see the change.
How you used to listen.

Now you look at me
With a question in your eyes
You barrel through my roadblocks.
Not really stopping... not really caring.

Yes it’s— nevermind
No I feel— (sigh)
Questions. So many questions, assumptions and interjections.
YOU know

Better than I
My every move second guessed. Qualifiers on my own experiences.
“You are mine” you say
“I own you”

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