I think of this past summer
it was when time stopped for me
I don't get past this time
cannot accept it, or get used
to this change. It is not
a normal sorrow. I keep
thinking it need to have
happened, it's as though
all my bones are sticking out
and cannot be covered.
Time just dulls the pain,
but it's still there.
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