Breathe



A thunderous cry verberates from deep within my soul, a cry of anguish and of sorrow, the loss reaching to a depth, to a core, unmeasurable by the flowing tears.
Answers not forthcoming, to questions unable to be asked, a sense of betrayal, yet knowing within your heart, no wrong was done.
Life is such a precious gift, touching a person so intensely, such a loss, an emptiness,
never to be filled or comforted, a soul suffers but one death, of a kindred spirit so dear.



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