Puzzle Pieces

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I'm sorry
I couldn't make it in time
Your voice wasn't the other end
Waiting in vain
Somewhere - desperation hoping all
Will return
Fought with her today
Only somewhere in their midst
Sought Him
Between angry dead tears
And waking with my face left
On the pillow -
Empty, hollow from the essence
Of my regret washed into the floor