i was screaming,
right out loud,
as loud
as i could.
crying for
my gramma,
because she
is gone,
and she is
*someone that
i loved.*
and as
i was screaming
her name,
my phone lit up,
vibrated,
and made a sound.
it was my sister.
and at that moment
my little ham,
my own little nephew,
blood of my blood
had realized
that he was
going to
die
someday.
and now i
can't breathe,
for the absolute
severing of my heart.
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 10:28 PM UTC
i was screaming,
right out loud,
as loud
as i could.
crying for
my gramma,
because she
is gone,
and she is
*someone that
i loved.*
and as
i was screaming
her name,
my phone lit up,
vibrated,
and made a sound.
it was my sister.
and at that moment
my little ham,
my own little nephew,
blood of my blood
had realized
that he was
going to
die
someday.
and now i
can't breathe,
for the absolute
severing of my heart.
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