The leak
Fix the leak, fix the leak,
What could ever cause such pain?
Feel that you must bend and tweak,
just to see some joy again
. Distance grows throughout 2 weeks,
Distance just increases strain.
When I return will I be meek?
Or will we, once, divide the grain,
Where I have plenty, you still seek
The decision to abstain.
Was it due to my technique?
We still have so much to gain.
Face it, we are too unique.
Am I worth it just to feign
Enjoyment, purely of physique?
knowing in you is disdain,
Only adds to my critique.
Daily weather; emotional rain,
Until we can fix the leak

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