"On the morning of 
my funeral, your despair 
would be the 
loudest, I know that. 
Your cries, the most 
heart wrenching.
Everyone at the table
would turn and ask who 
you are to my 
mother, "she's a friend"
she would answer
but they all will 
still wonder
and it will wreck 
your heart 
to realise the only 
person who 
could understand your 
heavy sobs have 
ceased to exist."

- Portrait Series; My Loudest Voice by Thamanna Razak

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