The Trash Comments
In the endless nights
that follow her death,
I gather my trash bags
and swing them like a weapon
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The memories of a love one linger in our heart, too heavy to let go because it made part of us. The love and care shared cannot just be easily forgotten, had it not because of death such moments could still have continued.So sad someone cruel so evil killed the one we love, leaving the trash of memories a memory! Well penned, top mark.
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7/19/2025 4:27:59 AM # 1.0.0
A captivating write, It leaves me in awe-struck and mystified.