I managed to find a few missing pieces when I did,
I’m glad I did,
With some wrapped up in some newspaper in the bottom drawers,
Some sprawled out on the counter tops,
The pieces were everywhere,
Some were sharp, some were cold, others were calculated,
Many were a combination of all three,
When I held on to them to brace for impact they provided no comfort,
But those were the pieces you left behind, strange, making me double over in laughter when the sun was out and bringing tears to my eyes by nighttime,
Surely, those were the pieces you left behind…
Nessa 🖤
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