After All These Years

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Turn around. Don't show me your back, Give me eye contact. Stop staring at the ground. You wanted me to be honest. And honesty I've given. You wanted me to give love complete. I'm here to deliver, Both bitter and sweet. Don't shut me out! Let me in. Help me to understand. What have I said... For you to lower and shake your head? If I am wrong, Tell me now. Open up and communicate. Don't be like that. I want to comprehend. Don't give me a cold shoulder. Over something I'm sure, Wont happen again. Can you for once not be so stubborn? What did I say to offend? Turn around. Don't show me your back, Give me eye contact. Stop staring at the ground. I was teasing when I said, Your head is like cement! But don't give me the silent treatment. Or reason to initiate another argument. Anything but that silence! That silence you can prevent. 'Okay! Okay...you win! ' Again! For 'whatever' it was... That started this 'nonsense' of yours, To begin! 'Nonsense? You spent my last twenty dollars, On lottery tickets? And you say that is 'NONSENSE? ' YEAH! But I won a hundred dollars. 'Why did you not say that in the first place? ' Well... You still have such a terrific behind. And after all these years... I took a moment or two, Of my time to bide...and ponder!

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