depleted and defeated.
How long will this journey last?
Loss is never a straight line,
It has no timeline, no deadline.
The pain may never go,
It’s only buried beneath tombs,
And fresh memories.
Endless and unrelenting,
It just waits to explode,
Through, the crevices of our thoughts,
Draining our heart and soul.
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