Death

DEATH IS SO PAINFUL FOR A PARENT TO LOSE A CHILD.
IT'S A DEATH THAT THE PAIN IS NEVER EVEN MILD.
THE PAIN I REALIZED NEVER GETS ANY BETTER.
YOU DON'T NEED APOLOGIES OR SYMPTHY LETTERS.
IT CUTS SO DEEP AND LEAVES A HUGE SCAR.
KNOWING THAT HEAVEN IS JUST WAY TO FAR.
NOT A DAY GOES BY YOU DON'T SHED TEARS
I STILL DO AFTER EIGHTEEN YEARS.
I LOST ONE OUT OF TWO A BABY BOY.
THEY WERE IDENTICAL TWINS BUNDLES OF JOY.
GOD LEFT ME HIS TWIN BROTHER
SO I TRIED TO BE THE BEST I COULD AS A MOTHER.
MY BABY THAT DIED WASNT WITH US LONG.
BUT 8 months carrying him and 3 weeks with us is were he belonged.

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