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Something Missing

part of me died the day she died. but i don't know which part i'm still searching. nothing seems missing. except part of her heart.

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Date: 4/3/2019 11:45:00 AM
hello Allen Bilschmit Sr. it is okay to miss her. She will be with you in spirit. She will always be apart of you. Have a nice day my friend.
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Date: 4/3/2019 3:01:00 AM
When someone dies who is close to us, they take a piece of an essence of ourself that we never had to name before,for we never realized it was there until it was missing. That is the crux of this poem, and the brilliance of it also.
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