Loss

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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.

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July 23, 2007 19:42Lydia

Thanks for your comments :) Your work is great too, I can really relate to this one.