THE MISSING PIECE

I FEEL SHATTERED INTO PIECES LIKE A BROKEN MIRROR.

I CAN'T SEE MY REFLECTION ANYMORE.

THERE'S A PIECE OF MY HEART MISSING THAT CAN'T BE REPLACED BY ANYTHING BUT MY SON.

I HUG MYSELF TO FEEL COMFORT AND ACT LIKE IT'S MY SON HUGGING ME.

WE WILL BE TOGETHER AGAIN I PROMISE......
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