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How can I piece together,
My broken soul?
When it was never whole to begin with.
How can I put the pieces together,
When they never fit?
What is left,
After I am shattered?
Confused.
When you speak, your voice is a sigh
Everything you say sounds like a ghost
And when you take a breath I can hear you wondering how you died and if this is heaven
