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Jan 2013
With a loss
pain
will always come across.

I am not one to inflict
pain,
I see you have enough racing
through your veins.

With
pain
comes confusion
illusions.

One's mind
may find peace
in chaos.

Silence
of one's mind
may take off.

Leaves you
with reality
and pain
and everything else
from which you abstain.
Rest in peace, Matthew Steele.
Winona Forever
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