The Passage

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My words blur together in my head:
This pain... hard heart... passed away.
How long is this confusion supposed to stay?

The tears creep up when I least expect,
But the pain I thought to feel hasn't come yet...
Or maybe it will never come at all.

Is my heart hard?  Or merely numb?
I WANT IT ALL TO STOP!
Where did these tears come from?

"I'll pray for you."
Is that really the best you can come up with?
The anger strikes as fast as the tears.

"I'm sorry."
I'll assume you're at a loss,
And can't come up with anything better to say.

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