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by Gigi
Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1611583
A poem about loss of a child.
                                                Holding Nothing



I may do okay until I open the closet.

Behind the doors I see your sweaters

and little jackets hanging.

Left useless like my arms.

Things made to protect you.

To keep you safe and warm.

Left without a purpose with you gone.

Quietly they are left waiting.

Indefinetly.

For what they don't know.

Just that is what they do now.
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