For the "Missing" Skirmish prompt. I just wanted to do one last little thing on the piano, so I wrote some lyrics and got this out in one take. I may flesh this out more in the future, but I'm kinda burnt out at this point, lol. Still had fun with the skirmish, and I hope you enjoy!
Wurlitzer Spinnet Piano (ca. 1960)
Five-hundred pieces lying on the floor
How could you do this, when we were so close?
And pixel perfect isn't what I want
But now we'll never know the finished thought
We picked them up, you counted them all
I double checked your work to ease my mind
Five-hundred pieces, they all were there
But still a piece of me is missing