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Oct 2014
I could hear my mothers heart break and shattered as it torn the silence between the room.
It echo a broken heartbeat in my ears that become louder and screamed to be heard.

My father acted like he didn’t hear it but he did;
Of course he did.

All he left was an empty wedding ring;
And another empty bottle.
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Meg Goodfellow
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Meg Goodfellow  Australia
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