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Aug 2013
The screams will never stop.
                     The wounds will never heal.
                      The blood will never dry.
                     and for this I am grateful.
                    The dreams will never leave.
                   The memories will always haunt.
                   The tears remain oh so sweet.
                    And for this I am grateful.
                       The scars will remain.
                     The laughs constantly echo.
                      The stories ever flowing.
                     And for this I am grateful.
                     Our names for ever carved.
                      Our love forever shunned.
                        Our touch so brief.
                     And for this I am grateful.
               There are truths that will never be changed.
                There are events that we can never replace.
                       But we have a heart.
                      A heart that can forgive.
                  A heart that can never be lost.
                            And for this.
                           I am grateful.
elizabeth brotzman
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elizabeth brotzman
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