Untitled Poem 3

I miss everyone who I have lost
I miss them all at once and it drowns me
Everyone blurs and swirls
Till they become one and the same
One large face staring back at me
One small voice asking why I couldn’t stay
They all turn to one big thing
I miss them all at once
And the grief comes crashing down around me


Context/Notes About This Poem: Greif is a circle


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