All the pieces

I can’t pick them up

The pieces of me

The ones that shattered

I lost them

Under the fridge

Stove

Bed

Pieces of me everywhere

I can’t rebuild the old

So it’s time to make something new

Part of me might be gone

But she’s the part

That had everything to lose

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