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About This Poem
Goose-Bumps
Whenever I see a mother cry
My skin covers itself in goose-bumps
My eyes well up my throat feels choked
I really can't bare such raw intense grief
I wish I could help them
Save them
Take away the aching pain
Wipe away broken tears
A grieving mother never heals I know this as true
Her days will be forever cradleing what memories remain
She will never hold her head the same
Her heart filled with despair
An emptiness one will never truly know
Unless you have had to let go..
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