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I wrote this in one quick setting and didn't really edit it -cuz editing is boring. Tell me what you think!

<b>"café mocha please"</b>

She used to think that coffee was the only thing that could bring her to her knees.
She was fine most of the time, but today wasn’t the same.
Nothing was going right, today she was anything but sane.
This morning she woke up with a smile, only to hide it ‘neath the tears she would cry.
This evening she’d have to decide whether her child would live or would die.
It was colder this winter, much colder than it had ever been before.
She’d always remember the last day her baby walked across their hardwood floor.
Cancer had taken her mother from her while her father found refuge in the bottle.
She reminisced all of this as she put anger to the throttle.
The road was icy, and her baby was dying.
She knew he’d be ok, as long as she could hear him crying.
Already hardly breathing, young Kyle was shaken with violence.
Brenna’s heart stopped beating; she recognized deaths silence.
There was nothing the doctors could tell her to keep her from sobbing on her knees.
She couldn’t understand why god wouldn’t spare her child, for every night she’d plead.

That day she knew she couldn’t go on any longer.
She had to find a way to grab hold of something stronger.
Something stronger than life, something that was forever.
Unfortunately, that strength she found in death.
This was the only way she and Kyle could be together.

She’d take care of him in heaven. And make sure he always smiled.
This is something she had to do; anything for her baby Kyle.

I understand that she had to do it, but I wish I could be with her and Kyle.
My Brenna, I miss you, I hope someday to be reunited with your smile.

Now I’m the one holding a café mocha, and tearing up along with the steam.
"I’d like a café mocha grande plz" *tear drops*..easy on the cream.

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Fuck me............ My god that grabbed hold of me and I read it again and...Wow. Thats pretty, good, sad, hard to keep down, awesome writing, emotional, awesome, sad,.........

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart