I could have said it calmly too?
And what has happened every time
I’ve said my No with twilight calm?
You’ve pressed me harder, haggled on,
As if my No’s not No enough
Until it’s said with thunder clouds.
I tell you I will open up
A little later on my own
But every second day you ask,
What happened? Won’t you share with me?
I’ll tell you someday. Leave me be.
Do NOT infringe my privacy.

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