Missing
That forgotten little bit
Scourged in a darkened corner
A small beam hitting its pupil
It refuses to blink
It just stares
Because words no longer matter to it
No longer define it
That’s how long…
That’s how long it’s been missing
And that beam is a lie
That beam longs to tear it apart
So it’s missing forevermore
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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