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The Missing Piece
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General Love We are one half
of a whole~
incomplete~
until we find
our missing half.
We try to fit
pieces along
our jagged edges
that would
never fit.
Some people try
to shove themselves
against our gap,
but they do
not match either.
Others take
pieces of us
and leave us
with shards of
who we used to be.
There is only one
other person
that when we
come together
will fit perfectly.
