Missing Pieces
Once there was a time.
A long time ago.
As I was looking for a flat.
Making sure it was right for me.
Just so I could make it my own.
I took a walk through the halls.
Way over there, in an out of the way corner.
That's when I saw it, the writing on the wall.
The closer I came, the more I saw a love spell.
Although It was wearing thin from years past.
This is how it read:
She asks if she could get back all the missing
pieces ~ all the pieces she had given away,
To lovers that didn't stay.
All the parts that had been broken, and betrayed.
All the parts that were left out in the rain.
All the parts that were dropped and kicked around.
It said she didn't think they wanted them anyway.
All the parts of herself, she felt she lost along the way.
She asks for all the missing pieces to be returned to her.
If that was ok ~ Just so she wouldn't fade away.
7/ 9 / 2011 8pm
Was looking through a 3 ring binder of my old poetry,
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2013
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