Indecision.
I snapped decision in half to find
the other half of what was mine
to make, to break to slip knot twine
the future 'round my finger.
It wrestled me down to the ground
without a noise, without a sound,
and tangled me 'till tightly wound
around decision's finger.
I struggled with my mind and might
I chose to win, but lost the fight
and still you'll find me wrapped up tight
as indecision lingers.
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