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All the pieces
I was a young girl,
Naive and full of Melancholy,
But then I met you,
You found me when I was broken,
And You saw that I was Fragile,
That I was split in two.
I was the puzzle,
And You were the Permanent glue,
I was a girl who rarely saw the sunlight,
And once I met you everything became bright.
I was a young girl who thought I could fix the world,
Until I met you,
I was the Puzzle,
And you were my permanent glue.
I was naive and young,
And I still thought that the world was full of hope and love,
Until you left,
And You killed my once white dove.
I was your young naive girl,
I was your puzzle,
And You were my permanent glue.
To Mr. James Dean
Naive and full of Melancholy,
But then I met you,
You found me when I was broken,
And You saw that I was Fragile,
That I was split in two.
I was the puzzle,
And You were the Permanent glue,
I was a girl who rarely saw the sunlight,
And once I met you everything became bright.
I was a young girl who thought I could fix the world,
Until I met you,
I was the Puzzle,
And you were my permanent glue.
I was naive and young,
And I still thought that the world was full of hope and love,
Until you left,
And You killed my once white dove.
I was your young naive girl,
I was your puzzle,
And You were my permanent glue.
To Mr. James Dean
Published 23rd Apr 2017
| Edited 27th Dec 2018
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