PuzzledA Poem by AndyJCashWe are all made up of pieces, but have you ever wondered whether everything fits together perfectly?If you find me sat in contemplation Please track me during the separation Because I don’t believe I’m one anymore I’m
coming apart; up in the sky and down to the floor The
fragmented shards float Unconsciously Effortlessly Without
direction Without
connection A
Neil Gaiman book The
Californian air Boston by Augustana Writing with a pad and pen Roast dinner on Sunday The need to mend a broken heart The
urge to get up and go The hope to click once more
I
am but one puzzle on the shelf to seize Yet
I beg, won’t you solve me please? © 2011 AndyJCashAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAndyJCashUnited KingdomAbout18 year old who is still experimenting as a writer. I prefer writing fiction, especially fantasy fiction, but do try my hand at poems and short stories of other genres. Away from writing, I play footb.. more..Writing
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