Would you glue me back together if i told you the pieces fit or would you leave me laying on the floor. Distorted and broken, My pupils diolate faster now, i watch your motions as they slowly pass before me. Your look, so firm, yet gentle,your skin broken in but fare,your hands so cold, they touch my sharp edges as you gently remove my pieces from the tiles, their so bloody, rust and dirt have filled the cracks now, it's been so long since you've touched me, it's been so long since you've solved the puzzle of me, do you remember where the pieces belong, or have you forgotten all of me. My pieces are all i have, i'm empty without them, do you care? or will you just throw me away, do you think you can erase me from your memory it will be over? it will never be over, my pieces will exist, always within you, kill yourself and i shall die too..for the pieces of me are the pieces of you.