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Ma lady you are beautiful !those where the first words he said to me when we first met .
You look awesome in this dress where his second words ,
Will you marry me ?,and be the queen of my castle,  those words made believe I had found the one,
Now I am like an old couch stuck in the corner of his lounge ,that is hardly dusted and seldomly has anyone sitting on it,
He never notices even my new hair style ,neither does he recognise the dress he fell in love with the day he met me ,
How I long for the days he held my hand up and down the stairs ,opened the car door for me and waited for me to enter the house first .
My voice has begun to irritate him like a broken record of his favourite song ,
The pains of marriage