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Grief in Stages

In your death my soul is tethered
always present, never severed
tragic loss not easily weathered

emptiness in  your absence
no plausible resilience
suffering in silence

nothing able to console
enduring loss of control
never again to be whole

that which is my bane
affords comfort in pain
and assures you remain

always in my heart

in your death my soul is tethered
Written by mel44 (Melgar)
Published | Edited 9th Jun 2018
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