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The Day You Left
The sickness of grief is a buckling of the knees.
Hollow becomes a chest exhaling ignorable pleads.
Holding onto hope while prayers fall deaf to ears.
Coming to copes with the nightmares that you’ve feared.
Trying...
Hollow becomes a chest exhaling ignorable pleads.
Holding onto hope while prayers fall deaf to ears.
Coming to copes with the nightmares that you’ve feared.
Trying...
