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The Missing Piece
I look for something that can't be found.
Though I search all night and day.
The memories of pain left a hole once more.
For my eyes are swollen as I cry.
That my heart was left sore.
For my answers will be found in the land that I am bound.
I am missing a piece of my heart.
And how I long for that piece.
I have a heartfelt need for that piece that can't be found.
Though...
Thursday 6th April 2017 3:54 pm
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