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A person needs two pieces.
A piece to live and a piece to die.
The dying piece we grant ourselves,
but living has a price.

The price is simple and direct,
one heart for another.
You give a piece and get a piece,
and trust in them forever.

The piece you give grants someone life,
the dying piece from you.
The piece you get makes you complete,
makes your love come true.

You trust in them to hold your piece,
to treat this piece like glass.
But sometimes others aren't so careful,
when they drop your piece, it cracks.

So everytime you give your piece,
it breaks a little more.
You have to wonder what your piece,
or who it's really for.





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AshTree said...
Nov. 14, 2010 at 4:09 pm
you have to wonder what your piece(is)   Is that a mistake? I like the rest its really good
 
margierose This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 19, 2010 at 3:10 pm
I love this. It's so true. Would you mind reading mine? 
 
pinkypromise23 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 18, 2010 at 7:44 pm
so true. 'but sometines others are'nt so careful, when they drop your piece, it cracks.'
 
asian-persuasion said...
May 17, 2010 at 11:53 am
i love this poem.its definitely one of my favorites. so far all of your poems that i have read are amazing and use poetic devices very well to compliment your piece
 
ashbash This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 15, 2010 at 9:37 pm
i love this poem! my mom says something similar all the time about how everytime you give part of yourself to someone, it takes a part of your self away you can't get back. amazing poem!
 
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