Loss, by mytruth
|
I can't look at
pictures of you
or us,
or your friends.
All I feel is
sorrow
and
the pain is
undescribable.
I have no control
to change the day
or week or
moment that I wish
you were here.
I can't stop
writing
or
crying
or
wishing
it's only a bad dream. |
Posted: 2007-05-22 03:31:34 UTC |
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2007-07-23 19:42:25 | Lydia |
Thanks for your comments :) Your work is great too, I can really relate to this one. |