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Feb 2011
the church bell rang.
and that's when she saw it.
her tree was gone.
it rang again.
her loss was accompanied by a rush of silence.
only distant sounds of traffic.
a train.
accompanied again by a rush of memories.
one kiss, another's laugh.
fitting perfectly into the trunk,
feeling more comfort than ever before.
her heart inside of the tree's.

and she was left with nothing.
2/2/11.
it's **** but so is losing your home.
amanda cooper
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amanda cooper  31/F/va
(31/F/va)   
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