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Puzzle Pieces

He poured out the shoebox onto the floor he said don't you worry I have plenty more I know that you're in there I've saved you for years there's even a cannister full of your tears you'll have to go through it there's one special case that's full of the pieces for most of your face I knew you would wake up after a while and wonder what feller ran off with your smile I know that you threw all these pieces away but I went through your garbage and saved them to say there will come a time to put on your face the one that the world sees get out of this place This place of disaster you've hunkered down in, the hurricane's over it's time to begin to clean up your act dear now let's try our best to pick out the pieces of you from the rest I just had to laugh at this crazy surprise! there was my hearing,there were my eyes! no wonder everything always was dead, this guy had a box with the rest of my head! we sat down together to pick out the pieces of sisters and brothers and uncles and nieces and when we were finished we had nothing new, just the rest of old me who still loves the old you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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