grief
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Being the living
It’s always the living that has to carry the brunt left by the dead… It’s always the living that has to live the rest of the life staring that the vacuum left by the dead… It’s always the living that has to pull themselves together and move on… Is that the cost that comes with […]
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A Kid with No Soul And Dogs That Were Soulful – Poem
A kid shunned and stoned by peers her age, Her name, a poet’s, who wished a world without outcasting cage.She spoke of kindness, yet was always shunned, But two four-legged angels, her heart they won. In 2007, they met as pups, their destinies intertwined from the start. One dark and beige, with coarse hair tufts. […]
