Pearls

The second hand ticks
as these words begin to fail
when everything falls apart,
I find myself just sitting here
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A broken string of pearls,
just another example
of this disorganization I’ve fallen to.
On my own I’m absolutely nothing.
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Reading and re-reading,
all I find serves as no escape
from this confusion I’ve found.
If there were one, it’d be you.
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but as the second hand ticks
and these words begin to fail,
when everything falls apart
I’m left with nothing to lean on.