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Puzzle

My Heart Is A Puzzle,
Broken Apart Everytime I'm Hurt,
The Pieces Scatter,
Every Which Way,
And My Soul, My Emotions, Are Sent Astray.
                         
                                        I Know You Keep Trying,
                                        To Fix Me,
                                        Put Me Back Together Again,
                                        But Really,
                                           
                                                                  All The Hugging,
                                                                  And Reminiscing,
                                                                  Can Never Make Me Whole
                                                                  If The Peices Are Missing.

Author notes

I found a little doodle on one of my old school binders the other day and I decided, hey, I'll put it on here.

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  • alice-in-ACID-land
    April 5

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    I love how in each verse the ryhming pattern is altered. I especial like the the way it ends and the whole "but really," part, it makes it all fall into the last verse so nicely!


  • DougieJones
    April 5
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    awesome i love it!!!!!