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Loss
Loss. The word describes it succinctly I think.
That's what it is.
The fabric of your life gets torn apart, and you just know you'll never be the same.
You lose someone you could never imagine life without.
But the earth has the audacity to keep on spinning.
The sky has the effrontery to remain blue.
Birds dare to sing.
He no longer draws breath yet the world goes on as if nothing happened.
Your world left in pieces...
Yet this one doesn't give a damn.
That's what it is.
The fabric of your life gets torn apart, and you just know you'll never be the same.
You lose someone you could never imagine life without.
But the earth has the audacity to keep on spinning.
The sky has the effrontery to remain blue.
Birds dare to sing.
He no longer draws breath yet the world goes on as if nothing happened.
Your world left in pieces...
Yet this one doesn't give a damn.
Published 2nd Oct 2014
| Edited 23rd Nov 2014
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2nd Oct 2014 4:20pm
I recognize that deep down, soul crushing loss. The kind that plants itself in your chest and doesn't let you breath. This was written in a manner that was vague enough to allow it to be relate-able by most anyone, but is still dripping with your own sense of loss. Very personal. Well written.
