Anniversary Party

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Its been a year since you died and came back to life with every inhale and exhale you

Took in that small hospital bed for only you

When I stayed on the ground and you were flown alone with a 4 person aircrew

I wished I could put you back inside me
But even my womb could not save you

I sat on the cold floor when my legs finally gave out

The bed was built for a man to stand over you

So on that cold hospital floor I looked down and fell through

I wish I never had to relive those days

But I do

My truama loves an anniversary party

But I never do.

M.A.P

©️ 2024

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