I can't find my missing piece.
I'm a puzzle.
The one that takes you a long time to put together.
Occasionally I fall apart.
But you keep picking up the pieces and putting it back together.
I'm missing a few pieces.
Here and there.
And you start to notice.
You get upset.
And leave me behind.
An incomplete picture.Or maybe...
I'm not meant to be completed.
I'm meant to stay that incomplete picture.
To wait endlessly for someone to be my missing piece...But I won't find them...
Because I'm incomplete.
And my missing pieces..
They ended up fitting into some other, more beautiful picture.
And me...I am still only a puzzle,
with a few missing pieces.
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Puzzle Piece
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