Fix me.
Please find my scattered pieces,
Find them and put them back together.
Do whatever you have to,
Use glue, use tape, use a needle and thread.
Just find them,
Whatever is left of them.
Do your best to make me as whole as possible again.
As whole as possible.
There is no way that you'll find every single piece.
They've been taken, stolen, ruined.
I won't be the same again but just please.
Do what you can, and put what you find,
Back together.
-Gabsviolet g.vio.g
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Love is Impatient, Love is Unkind
PoesíaWhat comes to mind at 3 am when you're missing someone.
