Sunday 23rd September

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Such a lonely and solitary walk

A terribly personal feeling

Emotions carefully camouflaged

With all this grief I’m dealing

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No one talks of the heartache

Not bringing pain to the surface

Treading on fragile eggshells

Fearful of hurting on purpose

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And so I’m left to talk with you here

Writing down thoughts and sentiments

Avoiding the unparralleled paralysis

Remembering all the precious moments

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Love you sweetie

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx