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Traumatic Memory

I was fixed in front of my parent's grave.
They were quiet as the tomb was interned.
There were only two people that were brave.
I was fixed in front of my parent's grave.
We have no soothing words or blooms to save
They shared their emotions, and I feel burned.
I was fixed in front of my parent's grave.
They were quiet as the tomb was interned.

Written: May 10, 2023

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Andrea Dietrich May 10, 2023 at 12:53 PM Such a melancholy write. Well done!

Darlene De Beaulieu May 10, 2023 at 12:11 PM Hello Sotto, I agree with Vijay, we have memoriies of our loved one. After all they were part f our lives. They will always be in our memories. sotto enjoy yur day my friend. /Darlene\

Vijay Pandit May 10, 2023 at 8:10 AM Death of our beloved is a memory that stays with us forever. Grief, mourning also churn emotions.