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Disappointments
Copyright, Rachel
There are pieces of my puzzle you've yet to find the place.
From the red and line-sick scars to the sad smile on my face.
I've been racing, running, flying to the height of age and life.
Fighting the lace and ribbons tied to the safety of my knife.
There's got to be a reason- a way to be alive.
There's got to be a person to coax me to survive.
But here I stand so lonely, arms wrapped across my chest.
And here I stand just waiting for you to join the rest.