Dark Writes

When someone goes, it’s hard

No doubt about that

It’s a pain like no other, a dagger digging in deep

Carving out a part of yourself

You will miss forever

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When someone goes, it’s hard

Saying goodbye at their bedside

An uncomfortable charade, an awkward embrace

Keeping real feelings for later

Crying alone in the dark

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When someone goes, it’s hard

But the hardest thing

Is when they’re taken away, before you get there

Can they really be gone forever

When you missed goodbye?