Chipped Things
I loved her chipped tooth
Loved it even more when
she said she'd never have it fixed.
She was beautiful; why she paid attention to me, I'll never know.
A chipped-toothed beauty
briefly dancing with a manphibian
three decades ago.
She left this realm just before the towers fell
leaving a chip in my heart
that'll never be filled.
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