Long ago, I was once whole
full of life, laughter, love
but that life wasn't for long
the person I met came from above
saw me broken in half and wanted to rebuild me
be the hero within the story
but over time they found someone new
someone whole
and with the broken pieces they had in their hands
let their heart follow the new person as though they were the new goal
the new prize to be won
and I was left alone
afraid of the dark
but that was the goal in the end
to pretend to mend the broken pieces
the unworthy puzzle
the last piece lost forever
and they moved on
but I couldn't
forever incomplete.
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