Hanging in there...
The frustration is building up, but I can still contain it.The grief is certainly raw, but I can bury it.
The smiles are gone, but I can fake it.
The hurt is growing, but i can still stand it.
The tears threaten, I can still fight them.
This time, he's gone, and i almost couldn't bear it.
posted by dorothy @ 11:36 PM
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