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[bodytext] => Trauma reared its ugly head, to rip and claw, tear and shred leaving me an empty soul and a heart heavy with grief. Days go by. Three, maybe four? Fear invades my every pore, fear of living with this pain death seems an easier choice. Then came anger strong and bold moving fear to take its hold screaming in desperation, "Why, God?" Why my baby boy? Weeks maybe months move on, joy and happiness are gone. You reach out, I turn away, until loneliness takes over. There you are upon our bed hands entwined behind your head we alone will share this pain and now we need each other. Frantic passion won that day, souls mixed in a healing way, never felt your love like that and I never will again. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Violetsrblue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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