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I’m missing some things that I once held Pieces of me that were left behind the curtain

Hyderabad: October 20, 2022:"I'm Missing Some Things"
I’m missing some things that I once held
Pieces of me that were left behind the curtain
I realized something when I was counting the stars
I’m only pages away from my story ending uncertain
Waking up each day I feel the emptiness of night
The light behind the curtain hides another door
I’m missing those eyes that used to smile at me
And my heart has been missing repairs now I’m left to bleed once more
Those ears that let me hear words inked in song
are silent with that voice that spoke love in rhyme
My mind is missing direction as to which soul to trust
The one born or created I’m just a souvenir of my crime
Those hands I once had so I can touch you
are missing along with my wishing well
No arms to hold you now my hope disappears
My fate was written when my pen found the words to spell
I’m missing the air after my first breath
I’m feeling defeated as my years suffocate
From womb to 60 I’m just tears blood and scars
The pieces of me that aren’t missing, are the pieces that I hate

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