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It starts to come when someone dies,

the pain you feel as your eyes swell

and tears fill up in the wells.

The burn starts to choke you up;

Words come out slow and shaken.

You close your eyes and wonder why,

that there's a burning when you cry.

When Timmy left it felt like hands around my throat

I couldn't talk,

I couldn't see,

the burn overwhelmed me.

My heart is heavy;

this is why you get the burn when you cry.

It digs down deep

and you can not sleep.

You toss and turn in your sheets,

Awaken with sobs and wet pillow cases.

You wonder aimlessly looking to the sky,

you feel the burn when you cry.