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BROKEN PIECES ON THE FLOOR

BROKEN PIECES ON THE FLOOR

I see there is broken pieces on the floor
and another bit laying near the old door
i knew that they were not there before
spread out all over like a giant jigsaw

Gradually i bend down upon one knee
and gather all the pieces i could see
i do wonder what the subject would be
but putting it together i do not feel glee

As it begins to shape, i become blue
for it needed more than plain old glue
it was my broken heart, then i knew
there was a missing piece, it was you
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BROKEN PIECES ON THE FLOOR, by Mick Reid 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
ugochi 9 months ago
love it..sad and sweet
Fran McClelland 9 months ago
Heartbreak expressed so intensely using great imagery and metaphor. Very touching, Mick ! 
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