of the piece of me
the piece that was
once ugly and beautiful
filled with armies full of stale, sullen clouds
the piece that looked into your eyes
and saw forever
the piece that reverberates
heartstrings of alacrity
the piece that could never
envision an adieu
even if it's to be wedded to another being
while my days became ephemeral
let it settle while it still beats
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