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I'M MARRIED
I'm married. She said.
I'm married. She said. These words pounding in my head.
I think that every night, lying in bed.
I think that every night, crying in bed.

I'm married.

These words two. I hated for them to be true.
These words true, they made me blue.
She said she hoped I umderstand, she had a husband.
She hoped I did understand, the ring in her hand.
A blues song I wanted to sing.

I'm married.

She said she was a wife.
That stuck in my heart, like a knife.
It struck me like a knife in the heart,
something see, with me, she was not going to start.

I'm married.

She said, she hoped, a fact I did not ignore.
We won't be opening any doors.
Yes, see, that's what she said to me.