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Dec 2015
The hospital room
Is shrouded with fear.
"She's with God now,"
Is all I hear.

I fall to the floor
In a mass of tears.
Screams burn my throat
As everyone nears.

I'm pulled into a seat,
My mind still so unclear.
I won't be able to live without you,
Not even for the rest of this year.
This poem is a narrative of the day my Great Aunt Becky passed away.
Samantha Dawn Stone
Written by
Samantha Dawn Stone  USA
(USA)   
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