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Jul 2014
It's weird to think you are actually gone.
It's weird.

You were my age.
You were one of the nicest people I knew.
And now you're gone.

I guess when they say
Only the good die young.
There's truth in that.

Because you were good.
And you were young.
And now you're gone.
A boy I grew up passed away on my birthday yesterday. I don't know what to feel. I don't know what to say. Just know QH; you've got a lot of people down here praying for you. Heaven just gained one hell of an angel.
Autumn
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Autumn  New Jersey
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