Pieces

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Pieces are what's left
Left for me to hold
Holding close to my chest
Chest so tight and closed
Closed off from the light
Lights off, so I sit in the dark
Dark is where it's safe,
Safe from my broken heart.

Heart is wilting
Wilting like a flower
Flower once bloomed and precious,
Precious is devoured.

Devoured, chewed and spat out
Out because I don't belong
Belong where I once came from
From a place that sings my song.

Song of my soul
Soul left broken
Broken is why
I no longer open,
Open my mind to you.

You broke me,
Just like they broke you.

-b.

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