Written October 4, 2026, for the contest, " Angst of an Angel, " Sponsor: Hiya Sharma
So many thoughts were left unsaid, and sadly, grieving tears were shed that unexpected day she died- her diagnosis that had lied. And knowing not demise was near, impending death had held no fear. But it did come too soon one day; too late for sharing things to say. Do not hold back, but always share, and with loved ones, true feelings bare before comes death, that final dread- do not leave loving thoughts unsaid. Grief is a ghostwriter for sure that lets those unsaid thoughts endure engraved in ink, but never heard- by those you'd wished to hear each word.
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