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Oct 2013
Losing a father
isn't like having your pet die
you don't just grieve
and then get over it
you get home
and your house smells of death
and there is an absence
in your heart, in your life
that cannot be filled by anything
Losing a father
especially like I did,
when I was so young
i was old enough to remember him
but not old enough
to have any amazing memories with him
I lost a father
and I feel that loss
every **** day
its an ache in my chest
its an empty void, a chasm,
in my bleak life
I lost a father to death
and the pain will stay
until I am lost to death, too.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
Written by
Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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