She held it in as best she could.
We wondered for a while
If she had really felt the loss.
We'd even seen her crack a smile
At old familiar faces who
Had come from far away
To be with her, and join her in
Her sorrow and dismay.
So many years together,
So many deeds undone,
So many storms to weather now,
She must face them alone.
She seeks out solace and comfort,
But there's little to be found.
Voices speak to soothe her but
She never hears a sound.
But when the weeping crowd is gone,
And no one's left around,
The walls of all emotions
Come cascading to the ground.
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