Complicated, what a word
to tear my heart to shreds;
to peel my skin away from home,
leave aching in my head.
I thought I knew the ending
of the play--I acted cautiously--
and came to find the ending was
nothing short of a mystery.
This, my pride and jest
I give you easily and willfully
These, my eyes and ears
I give you secretly and skillfully.
So ends the show I wrote in vain,
the lines I scribbled thoughtfully--
Just to learn the ending was
nothing short of a mystery.
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