I don't want to play this puzzle game.
It's always all just the same.
Pressing my finger, piece by piece.
Hour by hour, never to cease.

This ardent little game people like to play;
How I wish they'd leave it at bay!
I take the time to put millions into one.
It is nice, but in the end it's never fun.

I get distracted and led the wrong way.
Time starts to go in this beautiful, easy day.
You take me in and I can't focus.
Then the world disappears like hocus pocus!

Pieces scatter and I become your puzzle.
I take my cheek and into you I nuzzle.
I see the picture and everything seems to fit.
I was meant to be the last fitting bit!

Your breath sweeps me in and everything is clear.
I grip you tightly in this moment so dear.
The night is slipping away and I'm overtaken.
This is right, I can't be mistaken!

You hold me, I keep your embrace
My heart beats in this heated race
Once two pieces, into one from two
The world comes back and I look at you

But with the world, you did not come.
I look around and I just feel. Dumb.
I'm broken, my puzzle, it's a ruin!
How could they, my god, how inhuman!

There's more to me than meets the eye.
But they never stay to see it finished, why!?
There's more than just the picture you know!
Why is this happening, why is it so!?!?

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I'll put my pieces back together later tonight.
Hoping I can get this right.
Hopefully someone will see my bigger picture,
Rather than their playful caricature.

I like to play games, but I can't do this alone.
I don't like to be played, it's hard to finish in that kind of tone.