You let me cook
You let me clean
I wash our clothes
I sweep up my dreams.
You let me shop
You let me sew
I have it all
Computers, books and clothes.
You don’t let me
See how you feel
You don’t let me near
Any part of you that’s real.
You don’t let me
Close in our
King size bed
I rebel, but only inside my head.
You don’t let me
Love you
I don’t know why
I know one day, I won’t even try.
5-8-13
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
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Wow and you wrote this in 2015. HUM that sure says volumes doesn’t it? ❤
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Yes, long, hard journey.💔
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It truly is and to anyone who says it is easy I challenge them LOL ❤
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this is/was my marriage – so beautifully stated. thank you
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So sorry. Ty for reading…❤
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Marriage… I have felt like this at times.
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The desperate songs are the best ones
Love ❤
Michel
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Yes, they are…
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So beautifully expressed.
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Thank you Cindy…
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