this ringing in my ears
shatters concentration
and causes pieces of my thoughts to fall to the floor
i will never find them all
but i cannot give up

this distraction pulls at me
tempting me to let go and fall apart
so you can pick up the pieces
worn fragments
once an identity
there is nothing more than dust now
forgotten particles
only to be remembered
when their presence becomes a nuisance

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