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Warning: This includes death and blood.
The most precious being in the world
in my arms wrapped around in white blanket
still not able to speak a word
but worth more than a trinket.
Eyes still shut
with a charming smile
a small laugh from my lips coming out
These moments with him are worthwhile.
Leaning down
rubbing my nose with his
with him returning a yawn
earning a smile back, yet again with this.
Kissing his forehead
tucking him gently
as I put him to bed
sleeping with him ever so silently.
...
I feel wetness beside me
a strong smell that I couldn't comprehend
as I see horror before me
this is the end.
"No no no," his blanket filled with crimson
as my tears stream down
shattering me to millions
leaving me to drown.
"Phoenix," sobbing as I cradle his pale body
his cheeks now pale
"Oh God, please don't take him away from me,"
now feeling broken and frail.
"No," leaning my head with his
feeling every bit of my soul leaving
my greatest fear
already happening.
"No," a final faded whisper
as never-ending tears
roll down my face to his as I whimper,
my greatest fear.
-A-
This is not based off in real life. This is just my way of describing what it feels like to lose someone you love or the fear of losing someone you love. I know it's not that good BUT I'm happy with it.
Phoenix.
Love,
ARA
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