Thundering reminders of a life lost when just a child.
Footsteps silently walking through my mind, taking me
past visions that I can no longer be a part of.
They have all been changed – rearranged by death’s
insistence in the scheme of things.
Reality always hitting, never leaving things to be like
they were.
(9: 09 a.m. – 11/18/13)
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