losing parent friend love cancer death sad angry coping change hope
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You will wish to have called just once more To have heard their voice once more To have held their hand when it wasn’t cold To have hugged them tighter the last time you saw them
A year ago yesterday Each time's the same The memory of him Still racking his brain. He lies still awake in the bed of his truck. He whispers, still aching the last words he spoke.