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I just let the pointless anger rage around in my head and bang the door behind my sadness to search for a way out of your incomprehension which I can not bear I am suffering, knowing not to be a child, you're not my mother who could read my face whether open or closed We have to take pains: married love, wanting to go together through life under a yoke, not running away after the years of romance
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 3:29 AM UTC
After the years of romance
I just let the pointless anger rage around in my head and bang the door behind my sadness to search for a way out of your incomprehension which I can not bear I am suffering, knowing not to be a child, you're not my mother who could read my face whether open or closed We have to take pains: married love, wanting to go together through life under a yoke, not running away after the years of romance
LATIN iugum = yoke LATIN coniunx = spouse, "joined together" Collection "Without reserve"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 3:29 AM UTC
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