unwanted
abandoned
all around her is emptiness
dark emptiness
where there should be pulsing warmth,
gentle voices of her parents talking to her
instead the cold leeches her skin
she is unwanted
she can’t comprehend
this bright pain
this un-flesh
splitting her from their joined bodies
cutting away the comfort of her mother.
mute, half-formed,
what she mourns she does not know.
she grieves her past, present, and future
loneliness stops her heart.
Fresh Hell 
Emptiness and loneliness is so very sad
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Probably one of the worst things that can happen to a human…
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Yes that’s for sure, Sarah 😕
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people are flexible and can find new people to love anywhere they look, though, if they just last long enough
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I know someone that this poem is very fitting for and it makes me want to cry. Mona
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Emotionally powerful
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^_^
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🙄♥️😏
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