Don't let me lose myself.

I loved and lost and survived.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly

Grief doesn't have a face.

Grief is a hone to a hard mind.

Lincoln matured best in sorrow.

Her only weapons were her tears.

Her only weapons were her tears.

Grief shared was grief lessened.

We are out sisters' keepers.

We are out sisters' keepers.

You said move on, where do I go?

You said move on, where do I go?

Grief dares us to love once more.

Grief dares us to love once more.