When someone dear,
Is no longer near,
You feel disowned,
Darkness fills,
The atmosphere,
Life becomes painfully seared,
Tears become your comfort zone.
It’s hard, I know,
It’s the hardest thing,
We must go thru,
And the pain never stops,
No matter what you do.

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