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Sep 2017
Years from then and you’re still in the doorway
One hand in your pocket and the other on the frame
Though shadows, they refuse to be stored away
Vivid to the clothes on the ground, everything’s the same
You hurt someone you loved and couldn’t see it
In the mindset of forever you forgot to live for now
The moment things came crashing down you couldn’t believe it
You kept asking yourself how
How do I live without her here, how do I go on?
Why should I pretend to be happy and fine when I’m dying inside?
You spiral down into dreams, into an abyss of fault, you’re gone
Nothing can dig you from this grave, dug in full stride
The snapping of a bird awakens you from your despair
Mystified by the room you roll to your left and cry
Struck by your reality like the warmth of a shimmering glare
There is no reason to live without her, just another reason to die.
Brandon Cotter
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Brandon Cotter  32/M/Sparks, NV
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