when I am sliding from one pole to the next and you tell me. Why can't I hear you when you tell me what is wrong and I turn and in anger blame it on you. Why am so blind to the hurt I am causing and deaf to the pleading for it to stop. Why can't I hear you when you tell me I am pushing you away. Why can't I see you love me.
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