grief, the sudden friend in the night, comes again

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it only takes a page

for everything to break

for my composure to collapse

for the grief i pushed aside

to pull me in like a wave

it only takes five words from her hand

to bring me to my knees

and the loudest cry escapes my lips

a cry that hurts in your chest

there is nothing else to hide my wailing

as your words stretch off the page

and i wrap myself in the safety that is you

your scent cocoons me

as these words bleed under my skin

heaven didn't just take you

but a piece of me too

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