The Unfairness Of Angels
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 My missing Jigsaw piece
Like a jigsaw, searching for its missing piece
I feel like a wandering soul, searching for inner peace
Almost complete but always having a hole
A damaged jigsaw never being able to be whole
I feel my soul searching for this missing part
But my head is telling me you can't heal a broken heart
I miss this jigsaw like I miss my mum
And my heart is so tired of trying to find the ‘one'
The dust covers my jigsaw and coffee stains smudge me
And as long as I have a missing piece, I'll never be free
I feel like a beggar asking strangers if they have seen it
My Jigsaw, my missing bit
My Jigsaw is a picture of words
Within an enchanted wood full of birds
Words like, Hope, faith, kindness and loyalty
And the word love that means a lot to me
But it's the word love that is missing its ‘o'
Where it is? I simply do not know
My jigsaw, my life with something missing
But as long as I live I will keep on wishing

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