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Jun 2013
The girl is a puzzle piece

She never seems to fit
If it were up to me alone
Long ago, would have called it quits

The girl is a puzzle piece

Her picture's on the box's front
The beauty that is held within
That's the girl I want

The girl is a puzzle piece

Her edges torn and tattered
By a world of cruelty
On life's floor she has been scattered

The girl is a puzzle piece

I can't help but keep on trying
For that perfect fit
Because this puzzle's mine
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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