Scattered pieces on the floor,
Needing picked up once more.
Needing picked up once more.
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I've tried to put myself together,
Far too many bad attempts.
Once again one piece is missing,
The center piece seems to be exempt.
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So this time I try something new,
I'll mix up the pieces and give them to you.
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I'm broken here before you now,
I've given up all my way.
This life has become such a disaster,
So I surrender all the pieces to you today.
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My perception of this puzzle must have been so dense,
because before you touched it, nothing made sense.
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But now that I've laid it in your hands,
I now know that you are the key.
I could never finish it on my own,
I was incomplete, but yet you completed me.
© 2011 by Demesha Wright