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Oct 2011
Memories are sweet but sting the heart.
The pain is too much to bear.
A lost soul looking for absolution,
Finding nothing but hurt and anger.
Beauty, unbound and reckless.
Love in its truest form.
You believed in all of us.
The hole you left behind is gaping.
Sorrow
Iā€™m still loving you
My angel
My friend
Sherry Clark
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