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Comments about Marie Edward
The feeling of helplessness and crippling sadness,
The hopelessness and wonderment of nothing,
Black, dull, small nothing.
Burning hot; cold as ice, nothing even,
All jumbled into one nothing,
Plaid squares of nothing,
An open abyss of vast foreverness, holding nothing but itself.
Holding nothing at all.
An unseeing eye,
A deaf ear,
A mouth which can no longer taste,
A tongue which will never know the swift, trained ability of sound,
A nose forever plugged and unable to breath,
A sky filled with thick heavy clouds,
Which burst into ...