Jigsaw
You cannot ever stand me,
I cannot stand you,
You are not like me,
You are everything I need,
You are everything I am not.
Thanks for sweeping my heart away,
Make yours the trash bin,
And keep only mine in there.
Bend it, you can mend it,
Tear it, if you want to keep it
Forever jigsawed.
This feeling is not from the archives.
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