this is a really great poem, as are all of yours. my grandad died when i was 8 too. but i knew exactly what happened. and i was expecting it because he had had parkinsons disease since i was 5, so i didn't really remember him not being sick. but i felt like i couldn't let myself cry because i had to help my mum. i realised that i had never cried over it 2 years ago and burst into tears right there sitting on the train when everyone was laughing at something stupid one of my friends had said and they all thought i was ver strange, although they already thought that. anyways, the point being, great poem lol.
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