March 7, 2009
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my second mom
But now she is with Mom
So both my moms are gone
I am 15.
What do I do?
I write.
Friends have said I should talk to people more
But I write.
When Mom died I didn't write
I was only 7.
When Auntie died I didn't write
But I write now.
Only months after.
I write to put the hurt and the pain on paper
No longer just a searing hole in my heart
Most of my friends don't know
Only a few
One said how does that help?
And I said it just does
To me.

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