Missing puzzel piece

May 15, 2011
I'm a puzzle yes indeed,
I need help to fly,
But my wing are broken,
So i sit back and sigh,
Getting lonesome is getting far to comfortable,
My heart is turning into stone rubble,
My white gown has gone to grey,
A fallen angel faded away,
No more glow to my my halo but in the brown of my eyes ,
There still something left for me to survive...

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