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Disconsolate, dejected
Is the only way to describe how I feel

After my dad died
I relied on you to be my father figure

Reminder, reference
Of when you were alive

Wailing, whimpering
As bodies greet the open casket

Sullen, somber
As I walk through the bulky black bodies

Hoarse, hazy
My sister's voice reminisces about you

Cold, claws
I clutched your hands tightly

Purple, blue
The color of your lips as I kiss your face

Eruption, escaping
My teardrops like a volcano erupted

Severed, smashed
My heart and soul shattered

Erased, extinct
From my world and life






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