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Jun 2014
Every once in while my mind is consumed of thoughts of you.
I often think of different scenarios of what to do.
I could've call the police or drove a little faster.
But no matter my choice, this time it ended in disaster.
But the past is the past and there is no going back.
And even if I wanted to I couldn't pick up the slack.
Because if was your life and your decision.
This choice however needed some revision.
I don't think you realized suicide wasn't the answer.
And now those you love are beginning a new chapter.
Without you.
cai
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     Crumbled and Taylor Johnson
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