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Homemade pasta; a family effort, and smells of baking birthday cakes Quickly faded into pizza and chicken nuggets; family gatherings now held by the hospital bed The era of casseroles sprang up unannounced when our living room became a welcoming room for strangers but they were sorry for my loss Grilled cheese and pizzas once again were a staple as the strangers moved forward, expecting us to follow A whirlwind of wedding cake and dancing molded on three more to my family of four Family dinners a newly sacred tradition was the welcoming stage for the new regime but our faces wore smiles Meals were tension and mouthfuls of anxiety our masks wearing thin; yet we were to be the happy family Dining hall meals eventually replaced the tension and a new family emerged to surround me Except for those nights when beer was my only sustenance being touched by darkness to the hidden monster within but i was trained; my smile would not falter TV dinners stock the freezer back home broken family biding time until the next explosion wounds too deep to see accompanied unacknowledged pain
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Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
TV dinners
Homemade pasta; a family effort, and smells of baking birthday cakes Quickly faded into pizza and chicken nuggets; family gatherings now held by the hospital bed The era of casseroles sprang up unannounced when our living room became a welcoming room for strangers but they were sorry for my loss Grilled cheese and pizzas once again were a staple as the strangers moved forward, expecting us to follow A whirlwind of wedding cake and dancing molded on three more to my family of four Family dinners a newly sacred tradition was the welcoming stage for the new regime but our faces wore smiles Meals were tension and mouthfuls of anxiety our masks wearing thin; yet we were to be the happy family Dining hall meals eventually replaced the tension and a new family emerged to surround me Except for those nights when beer was my only sustenance being touched by darkness to the hidden monster within but i was trained; my smile would not falter TV dinners stock the freezer back home broken family biding time until the next explosion wounds too deep to see accompanied unacknowledged pain
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Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
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