The Puzzle

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Mar 25, 2009


Poem after poem
Line after line
Whispered same message
Just a different rhyme

Closing throat
Piano chords
Hurts when things
Don't fit anymore

Jam them together
Puzzles and brick
I'll always be distorted
The puzzle that won't fit

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