Us

Hiding things from me,
You tell me you love me.
Always getting irritated at me,
You tell me you respect me.
Leaving your plates on the table,
You tell me you help me.
For you, just you yourself matter
And when there's just you
Then my dear, there's no 'US'

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05.03.2023

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