i could fit perfect puzzle pieces
tightly fitting the lines of this trembling
agenda
oh so satisfying
hear the dull click as the sides intertwine
oh, oh the tension in the back of my mind
i never see it coming
until it reaches my temples
and sears lines from my forehead to the bottom of my heart
and i sag
hold on to a chair for support
and tell myself not to do it again
again
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