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A spool of thread in your

unwitting, careless hands,

I can't break free

from your grasp

and you don't even know

you have me

so solidly in the palm of your hand

and how could you know

when I hide myself from you

for someone else who may deserve you more

but here I am, if you can peer into my heart

of hearts,

all you'll see is your face, your eyes

they shine out from deep within

and I feel like the hours before I see you are

hurdles I must get over,

and the hours after I see you are just hours that

must pass till I may see you again,

but I'm trying so hard to avoid you,

I can't bear being near you,

when I know I can't be with you,

can't try,

but this is what I chose for myself

and so I shall remain a spool in your unwitting,

careless hands, till the day this...

feeling passes.