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Except
Money flows from my hands
Like a dam bursting
Except it doesn't even fill a puddle
Love sparks in my heart
Like fireworks on the 4th
Except there's no one there to see
Anger rises boiling
Like a pot of water turned too high
Except the lid prevents escape
Regret lingers heavy
Like a rain cloud stuck in place
Except I somehow find shelter
Confusion scatters thoughts
Like billiard balls on the break
Except I can't decide the next move
Speaking is cumbersome
Like a pack too heavy to bear
Except I need my truth to be heard
Anxiety hovers over everything
Like the looming spectre
Except I know it's just in my head
Compulsion leads me wayward
Like the promise of greener pastures
Except the promise is never fulfilled
Anticipation wrings my nerves
Like draining the last drop from a cloth
Except it's never fully dry
Writing eases these troubles
Like a hot bath with calming incense
Except the tub is empty
The incense have burned down
And all that's left
Are these words
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