i moved in with a friend today.
you must remember her:
she turned blue in our garden one day.
no, she's well now,
recovering, and hasn't used in years.
i'm safe now.
i'm with people now...
i'll come back to sort things with you later.
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7 Weeks Without You ✓
PoetryGrief is a five letter word but the turbulence it creates can last as much as five years, maybe even more. 7 Weeks Without You is not a story, but a state. Each week reflects one stage of grief: grief for the death of your loved one. Genre: Poetry ...
