I'll Build You Wings
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"Died in her sleep" is supposed to be a comforting phrase. Its suppose to ease the pain of loss. "She's in a better place." What place could be better than with those who love her? "Her suffering has ended." Even that one isn't comforting when you know that your suffering has just begun. Everything you didn't ask comes to mind and everything you shouldn't have said. Every fight seems meaningless, Every happy moment seems lost. Now that she is gone you have a whole lifetime to ponder what you should have done differently. Should have been more grateful, more loving, more truthful. Now its too late.
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