Miscarriage
By Marilyn Jeulin
Bleeding.
Staining.
Unrepentant pain.
Straining,
Rupturing.
A heart in the rain.
You came in a dream.
Left in a nightmare.
You took everything
And gave me nothing but tears.
Never-ending pain.
Never-ending longing.
I wish I could have held you
at least once.
I wish you didn’t have to say goodbye.
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