After Death

nothing will ease the ache in my heart.

savage winds have blown me apart.

if i am shattered what can remain?

nothing but sorrow, nothing to gain.

this is the limit of what i endure.

for this affliction there is no cure.

but with the loss i am set free,

for nothing worse can happen to me

and i survived, if imperfectly.

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This is so real, imperfection

This is so real, imperfection at ita best!! I will use this for Beth's card. 

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aww thanks :)

i hope it helps her!!!