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Tender
Heart aches, the energy that it takes...
Too much, just need some air and a bit of rest,
Immediate future has me tense, a bit too stressed,
For it to be productive, wobbling on a fine line of hit or miss,
Failure beckons, wearing thin my veil of togetherness,
Have it all, yet losing everything means nothing left to lose...
Ponder such ignorance, missing the most crucial social cues,
Consequently ego wounded - puffy and swollen - ripe and ready to bruise,
Sublte the tension, life clock slowly ticks faster,
Lost in a crucial game, one that I can't get a grip on, let alone master.
