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Puzzle Piece


I am but a puzzle piece

made up of many others.

Each one completely different than the next.

I contain thousands of broken and jagged puzzle pieces

formed together to create something unique

and more odd than anything else ever seen by anyone.

I am me,

I'm not much but I am me.

I may not be small, or large in anyway.

I am what a person calls lovely;

a lovely broken human with many secrets

and many more stories hidden

underneath layers and layers of skin.

I am me and I will forever continue to be me,

that incredible arrangement

of broken and jagged puzzle pieces

formed and molded together

to create a lovely and dark master piece. 

 

 

- c.s

 

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