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How many times do you feel, no, dont like that, you discard a piece of writing.
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If I wish I
had held on to you
I know I
would have used you.
Did not know it then
so you went in the bin,
gotta hold on
to the pieces.
Lifes a jigsaw
so is my brain,
so it throws out my thoughts
in bits and pieces.
I need to stop
throwing them away
Hold on to jigsaw
before its all gone,
it all makes sense
when the pieces fit.
I gotta hold on
to the pieces.
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