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Is it a joke? I think it's a joke, they never know when to quit

they keep picking at the pieces, hoping one day they'll miraculously fit,

and I just get real tired and sometimes it just makes me sick

to think that I once loved you, more like loved the thought of you ripping me to pieces...


A piece of mind is a rare find these days,

where we're all hopeful, shiny, and lost,


I'm not a poet now, in fact I never was

I hate these words cuz they're never gonna cut it,

can't control the constant cluttering of thoughts

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