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Dec 2011
I don't know
on a daily basis
with whom you cohort.
Unless you feel
like telling me.
But you're not so much
the sharing sort.

This poem,
it's not about you.
It isn't. Really.
Not about us or
our relationship either.
No, no that'd just
be silly.

This poem is about privacy
In general I guess.
But how it relates
to us of course
–We need our space-
(I know I want it)
...I'm just wishing
you'd need yours less.

---
Yes, you see,
I know it seems selfish
I get it  
I get it
I just can't help it.
So see things
from my point of view
It's much suckier for me
to be without you.

Double standards aren't nice
when I'm on the wrong end
But when it works out for me...
Well I think you see the trend.

So I don't know,
enjoy your show,
your favorite cable show.
I'll just try to stop thinking
(and let's not forget
you were drinking)
I can ignore it maybe
if I just
get my mind to slow.

But no,
the lingering,
not-solved unease
creeps in
like an invading disease.
You can make it go away.
If I ask the right question?
Just take your privacy away, please
And let's be over this section.
Written by
Lily Pandera
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     L Smida, Miri Kane and Lily Pandera
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