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Gone

"Grief"

The label given to sorrow I cannot describe

The black cloud under which I hide

The sated reaper by my side

 

"Bereaved"

The name given to my new found state

The sadness still to raw to rate

When, too early, he became late

 

"Mourning"

The word given to the crushing despair

The dawn of darkness none can share

Which I can't believe is ever fair

 

"Loss"

The misnomer given for those now taken

Love and life already forsaken

The sleep from which he won't awaken.

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lost-for-words
F / English
Published
Oct 13, 2012
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For my wonderful, beautiful boy, who I think of every single day **

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