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A burning chasm tears through my heart,
As I lose the life that I knew,
My knees give way beneath me,
By losses crushing weight,
I wail through the night,
What did I do,
I beg you,
Come back,
Please.
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Hazel Steele
Hello, my name is Hazel Steele. I primarily write fictional stories and poems. If requested, I will write works of non-fiction, as I enjoy research and studying.
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Dang. This really feels like the grief of a loved one dying. Can feel the hurt and sorrow of this person. Good job!