Lost without a part of my soul.
Lost in this hazy blue nothing that is left behind.
Longing for what was, even the parts I hated.
Feeling not whole anymore.
Like a fragmented being, still picking up pieces.
Never able to find all the shards.
I need the other part of my soul again.
Without it I am just existing.
I am lost without it.
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