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Oct 2021
I see myself in ruins
All of my pieces
Scattered across the floor

A jigsaw puzzle
I do not recognize

The broken pieces
Of who I was

The pieces that once fit
No longer even resemble
Their lines cut new
And the images, changed

A jigsaw puzzle
I do not recognize

I just stare
A sense of confusion
Despair washes over me

I am lost
In this mess
Of broken pieces
Written by
Bethany Lacey  35/Cisgender Female
(35/Cisgender Female)   
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   jdmaraccini
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