Hemlock
Pinned to the earth Speechless, Burning- This sorrow is mine. (Bitter, cold, hard) I drink its poison drop by drop.
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Milk
Something I wouldn't even recognize right now will come out of this loss crushing me. For now, I must learn to love you in a new way and trust that you are always with me. I love you always.
Wounded
Falling Falling Falling This bitter cup. I drink deep. My heart is an ember Burning with love for you
