With These Hands I Built
For all the times I fail I add another nail
I’ve tried to make you smile,
Enchanted are not, I the 1st nail
I was lost chasing my tail,
Still lost, I the 2nd nail
If you speak I listen with death ears,
Unable hear your reason, I the 3rd nail
I was once in your arms not aware of touch,
Sight or feel, I the 4th nail
For attention I climbed the walls of an unwilling heart,
And fell forever I fail, I add the 5th nail
And for the last nail, I do it for me,
To be free from this curse,
I will not fail I nail the final nail
- Frederick Scott
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