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The loss of a loved one
Will never compare
To the pounding and everlasting sadness that lingers
In your heart’s despair


We resent
We regret
We overthink
We reach the brink


Begging for an answer
Or a reason
Or a simple discussion
To explain why you’re being dragged around like the favorite blanket of a two-year-old

Sadness strikes from time to time
Yet nothing gives reason
To the agony presented
And a life being tormented
And out of an over-priced house you rented
Comes the expense less suffering you never asked for
Unimaginable
Uncontrollable
Irrational Destruction
 






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