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Sad I sit and wait
For a brighter future, but...
by Mr. Darcy
as the body count
careered out of control those...
by Ben Pickard
the guiness book of
record's spine will break under...
is worth a damn...
by Guilty By Design
Even though we never made sense
Being with you always felt right...
The saddest tears are the driest ones seen in the bravest smile.
Don't tell one who writes of grief to rethink their "I" statements. When you know they had tears on their hands as they wrote, don't say the poem could be better. You might as well say their grief could be worse.
If someone shares a poem with you that is meant to help close an open wound, they don't want your opinion. They want your hand on their shoulder, gripping it tight.