Mourning By Kenneth Morales 8th Grade
At a graveyard, looking down at
the grave. In deep emotional pain.
Hoping that, that one person is in
a better place. Last few weeks
for her have been hell. But everybody
gave her a blessing and
then she passed away. Now she's
with God, looking down on me.
Love you grandma.
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