Fixing a Hole
Like a tool I've lost, or loaned to someone maybe,
in my mind there never seems to be
just the one I need to fix the fissures and hollows
that sometimes consume my attention
in this broken-down palace of you no longer here
Like a tool I've lost, or loaned to someone maybe,
in my mind there never seems to be
just the one I need to fix the fissures and hollows
that sometimes consume my attention
in this broken-down palace of you no longer here
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