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Puzzle pieces of broken glass

The pain in my chest
Will it disappear?
The trust in you
Will it appear?
The neverending void
Will it be filled?
The cuffs on my hands
Will I have to constantly tear?
To get through the day
Will I ever be prepared?
The shields in my head
Will they be able to bear?
The scar tissue on my heart
Will it be a surgical scare?