These Tight Strings
I should be more tired than I am
and I'm surprised I haven't broken down by now
I give and give
and though I don't expect anyting in return
it never comes.
It would be so easy to give up
but my wires can't snap that easily
and waiting on someone's grace
is part of the glue that keeps me tethered.
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