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The Chaos Pen
(Chapter 1)
(Chapter 2)
(Chapter 3)

There's a piece of my soul missing,
Though there's nothing I did delete.
I don't know exactly what it is,
But a part of me is incomplete.

Everyone always told me,
That trust in yourself is the key.
But how can I believe them,
When there's something missing from inside of me.

I'm not sure why, but I feel different,
Not as I normally am.
I'm starting to believe that I don't exist,
And my emotions are all one, big, scam.

My life is like an hourglass,
Almost all the way full.
But there's excess sand exempt from the pile,
And it's something that plays me as a fool.

Or perhaps like a jigsaw puzzle,
With every piece, but one.
And without this mysterious abscence,
The puzzle will never be done.

And as I continue searching,
For the part of me that's new.
I soon come to ponder if,
My missing piece was...you.