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Hurts Like Love

October 25, 2021 in Poetry, Thoughts

Towards the end, I saw her stars winking out in bright flashes. The sparks rained down around my ears. My pockets pulled hard on the edges of my coat, too full, as I tried so hard to pick up and hang on to more than I could possibly carry of everything she was.

Tags: grief, hurt, loss, pain, death, poetry, words, thoughts, Bree Reetz Poetry
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