Mythology

I’ve lost my other head
No, it was taken from my shoulders
That beautiful face
Masking the best part of my soul
Ripped away, this sensation
It will not fade
Every thought lingers on the wound
What remains, possessive of I
Obsessed with reuniting, joining
To be whole, one.

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