Pain, that feeling of your chest caving in on itself, heartless. First the tears come and the unbearable feeling of feeling your heart slip into oblivion as hope is lost to cruel words. Hate doesnt come no understanding met, just a void state.No pain no emotion, just an ever looming sense of lonliness. All by your doing delivering you years of self questioning and doubt, what if….
Love you Gram, I pray cancer does not spread and I can have you for so many more years.
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