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Pieces of ME


I've been striving all the time, Thinking I'm incomplete, feeling empty without a part that makes me entire. But this turmoil is chasing me like my silhouette, Now, I even startle for my shadow I'm standing now, helpless. The shadow of mine which is with me is so strange now, Is this because I left a piece of my heart in everything I loved? I couldn't find the crumb of mine which was once very delicate, I couldn't find the shadow of mine which once greeted me every second with a shine through it. All I could find now is, a monster within myself, lurking behind a mask, growling with pain, searching for the one who lived for the moments when I couldn't thwart myself, For the one who buried itself under a veneer, taking away all the joy with it. I miss the empty me, the old me, but I couldn't find it anywhere, except in the things and places where once I lived, but I cannot become the same again, because it is also a part of mine once I loved, so I lost it, Forever.
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