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~hurt~

by faith_elizabeth

i woke up to the sound of my mother's crying, i knew that she wouldn't be lying, she said that my poppa is gone, i feel helpless like i'm just a pawn, my heart slowly started to break, my body then started to shake, i covered up my emotions, and went through the motions, i tried not to feel, to not be real, now i hurt, because he's in the dirt.
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faith_elizabeth
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Nov 29, 2017
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I miss him so much.

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