You Were Killed, I Died
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Completa mer, ott 14, 2015<5 mins
When you love someone enough, watching them suffer kills you slowly.
Note from the author: I originally wrote these words as song lyrics, but they seem to work as poetry, too. This poem is only a metaphor for the suffering that people go through when they have to watch a loved one go through something painful but can do nothing to stop it (like sickness, etc.).
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