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Wednesday, June 14, 2006


puzzle-poem
Puzzle

Once there was a box
It lied broken in the street
Once there was a man
Who saw a friend to greet

The man picked up the box
And gave it a look so stange
Yet this man did not know
How his life had just been changed

He wondered what this little box
Could possibly conceal
But as he opened it he gasped
At what he'd just revealed

A puzzle layed inside
A puzzle that was broken
A puzzle of a girl
Who's words waited to be spoken

So this man got to work
And dedicated to his work he was
He worked so flawlessly
He worked without a pause

And when he was done
In a few years and a week
He stood before his work of art
So beautiful he could not speak

But the puzzle seemed so lifeless
What could he possible have missed
And so he got a graet idea
He finished his art off with a kiss

And that is when my eyes were opened
That's when he gave me a heart
And so I am his solved mystery
I am his work of art

And that is how he did it
That's how he put me back together
A lifeless broken puzzle
Is now a woman that's his forever

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