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I don't understand so much but the grief-- that's real   Unexpected Grief often comes that way I lost the you I knew Misunderstood-- the ways of you Uncontrollable-- the heart of me What do I do? With all the love? Leftover?
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Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
But the Grief
I don't understand so much but the grief-- that's real   Unexpected Grief often comes that way I lost the you I knew Misunderstood-- the ways of you Uncontrollable-- the heart of me What do I do? With all the love? Leftover?
I don't even know what to call you-- in the quiet of my heart when we're alone....
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elizabeth-balise
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
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