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what they don't tell you about grief is the after the quiet after the news sitting outside the front door "I feel sick, I feel sick, I feel sick-" Her shoes still where she left them Her box of cigarettes untouched like a crimescene what they don't tell you about grief is days after where you'll wash your hair and need to stop every so often because you can't stop crying Her clothes in the laundry basket that she put there don't smell like her anymore and you sit there with a jacket pressed to your nose hoping for the faintest scent what they don't tell you about grief is the messages she still gets on her phone promotional texts about something or other "Hello Name! We have good offers on-" you'll find her shopping cards and wonder if you can still use them She was your mom it can't be illegal right? What they don't tell you about grief is that the earth still turns the sun still rises the world carries on
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Jan 21, 2024
Jan 21, 2024 at 10:44 PM UTC
what they don't tell you
what they don't tell you about grief is the after the quiet after the news sitting outside the front door "I feel sick, I feel sick, I feel sick-" Her shoes still where she left them Her box of cigarettes untouched like a crimescene what they don't tell you about grief is days after where you'll wash your hair and need to stop every so often because you can't stop crying Her clothes in the laundry basket that she put there don't smell like her anymore and you sit there with a jacket pressed to your nose hoping for the faintest scent what they don't tell you about grief is the messages she still gets on her phone promotional texts about something or other "Hello Name! We have good offers on-" you'll find her shopping cards and wonder if you can still use them She was your mom it can't be illegal right? What they don't tell you about grief is that the earth still turns the sun still rises the world carries on
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Jan 21, 2024
Jan 21, 2024 at 10:44 PM UTC
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