When we lose something that is precious to us, we are left with a feeling of sadness. Whether it is a precious friend or even a treasured object, the loss can be hard to bear. It is as if a part of you has gone missing.
This was actually a poem I had to write for class. It was about my aunt Alma Mendez. Her husband killed her and this is how I thought he felt. The ..........
This poem was written for a reading assignment and just this Monday on Labor Day, the person I wrote this poem for passed away and I LOVE Her so ..........
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