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The profusely punctuated points of my personal life annoys me

I start,
pause,
look around,
switch,
back again,
share,
share some more,
stop,
restart,
repeat process...

Imminent change alludes me
bound forever to repeat
stagnant, ever failing.
I do not mean to hurt you
Its a side effect of my curse
replay...
I do not mean to hurt you
its a side effect of my curse.

Honest eyes, charming mouth
strong mind, personality
we roll with passion, an almost love
possessing the qualities you want and need.
these pestering punctuation pull me away
and my life goes back to replay

I start... again.