The other half of me

Missing the pieces of a puzzle

That art work on the wall that I pass every day for 3 months is now missing something

I am not sure what it is but the room feels off, shaken..

Tell you what it is like someone broke in last night and took something …

Like this poem was supposed to say something from the third line but yet we have completed a stanza and I don’t think I made you understand yet.

You know what never mind, just know I am not ok

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