Meant to Be

When I take you to pieces

I cannot reassemble you

This frustrates me and confuses me

There's not a single screw

With machines this task is simple

I acquire them in the same way

Against their will and for a price

I know how to tame my prey

It brings me joy to take apart

The things that I adore

I butcher them in a loving way

Keep their pieces in a drawer

But I will easily be brought into a rage

foaming round my lips

When i cannot find and instrument

To reattach your hips

I will make you work again

I've tried many times before

The other loves I tried to fix

I keep beneath the floor

When my concentration leaves

I'll go back to my routines

But the time will come when need takes over

And life will need it's lovely scenes


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