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it had been nearly six months.
You weren't to know
(and it wasn't your fault)
but I'd been in constant pain for weeks,
and it was getting me down.
On it, I blamed my limp libido
and our absence of sex.
In reality, it's a culmination of your irritating habits
and my irritability.
Why do you try to wind me up,
when you know it will end in tears?
Do you genuinely forget what I say -
And can you try to listen?
I'm trying to get out of this mothering pattern
(and don't they always say:
"If you want something done,
get a busy person to do it."?)
So can you help me by trying a little harder?
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