Kathleen Grieger
My life was taken apart Made into pieces that puzzle me
Confusion with words Headaches and seizures Balance gone
When I come to see you, I bring the pieces I do not understand why I cannot be put together
You shake the box, decide that these pieces will never be assembled
I leave To find someone willing to open my box Match pieces, make me whole
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