I Lost It

The day I lost it, it was a piece inside my chest behind the heart.

The day I lost it I missed it, the empty space filled with nothing.

Like water it ran to fill the empty space, then suddenly it was filled again

but not by the good,

It was the everlasting feeling of regret and anger the why and the what if?

The why would one so young gifted and special be taken. Be taken at their own hand

Their head must be clear of fog but engulfed by rolling waves of black smoke.

Toxic to anything, even the youngest, the most pure of heart

The ones put here to save the rest

I lost it, the piece behind the heart that stops the emptiness from flowing in

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