grief doesn't come in order
it skips and goes backwards like a broken clock
ten hours past the dot
it catches us off guard ripping us apart
though acceptance is always the final stage
that is if it ever comes at all
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
grief doesn't come in order
it skips and goes backwards like a broken clock
ten hours past the dot
it catches us off guard ripping us apart
though acceptance is always the final stage
that is if it ever comes at all
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