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a flash fiction piece about the loss of a child


Submitted:May 23, 2011    Reads: 40    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Tears fall down her face dripping slowly onto the rose, staining it dark. Each silver drop that falls from her eyes makes pain worse until it feels that it will swallow her up and never release her. She will be trapped in darkness surrounded by nothing but the pain of her loss, hollow and empty inside. She lets the rose slowly fall into the tiny grave to rest upon the doll sizes casket and turns her head to the sky. "Why?" her cry pierces the silence echoing back until there is nothing but the sound of her tears falling.




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