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May 2018
As I sat there
I watched her suffer
She couldn't breathe
She couldn't move
She couldn't speak

As I sat there
She was still
Giving me a camera
Giving me a photo album
Giving me a glare

A couple of weeks
And she will be released
So she can tell us more stories
More jokes
And make us happy

But then she stopped breathing
Just out of nowhere
She gave one final breath
Before it was all over
It seems just like yesterday

The preacher said let's be happy for her
She's in a better place
She's with her husband
And the Lord
But what he didn't say was how hard it's gonna be without you
Written by
Richard Thurman  15/M/Texas
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