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A couple days went by. It was finally time for my love’s funeral. I had tried to prepare myself for this these past few days. I thought I’d be ready. The hard truth was that I wasn’t ready for this. I tried to hold back tears the whole funeral service. But everyone’s words are so moving. I couldn't help but let it all flow. When it was time to go up and view her, I thought I was prepared. But I couldn’t even believe it. My preparations weren't enough. I refuse to believe that is her laying right there.
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1. I thought everything was good. When she walked out the house this morning, I thought everything was all good. Had not even the slightest idea that that would be the last time I will see my baby. My sweet love. After she left my house this morning, she ran a red light and got hit head on by a truck. Gone instantly, just like that. We all rushed to the hospital the second we heard the news. But of course, we all were too late. I can’t even process this. I don’t know how to. it just doesn't seem real.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
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