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And while I�m here hiding,
I�ll gather my puzzle pieces
like secrets and treasure.
And where no one knows,
And no one can find me,
I�ll look over the mystery and
Solve the puzzle
Putting my world together
Giving it a pitiful mask for a face.
A beautiful ruse of daydream tinker toys,
Knick knack novelty love,
Gee-gaws and brick-a-brack
Of some meaningful artful depth.
Cherish fictitious icons
Like lullaby walls
To stand against a bruised world.
The survivor persona
Hung on illusion and tinsel string.
Just give me a moment
And I�ll convince you
That paper lips
Have something to say.
That there�s some truth and light
Left in the well.
That cracks in the china doll face
Are character
Instead of irreparable flaws.
I�ll make a joke of it
So we can pretend that
That�s all there is
To be said.
Let�s let something
So insubstantial
Ruin it all
And feign indifference
To the whole lie.
I�m just watching myself
Trip over
My own feet
Time and again.
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