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Nov 2014
NOTHING EVER HAPPENS THE WAY YOU WANT IT TO
AND YOUR MOUTH IS CLOSED, GLUED SHUT BY THE
WORDS THAT THEY THROW AT HIM, THE WORDS TO
MAKE YOU WANT TO SCREAM AT THEM AND CRY
FOR HIM AND NOTHING IS GOING WELL AT ALL, FOR
HE IS YOUR SUN AND YOUR CHARON AND ALL THE
******* STARS IN THE MIDDLE, FOR HE IS YOUR
BROTHER AND THEY ARE ******* KILLING HIM,
AND THE TEARS BEGIN TO STREAM DOWN, AND YOU
BEGIN TO PANIC, BECAUSE
 HE IS YOUR SUN AND
YOUR CHARON AND ALL THE ******* STARS IN
THE MIDDLE, FOR HE IS YOUR BROTHER
 *AND THEY
ARE KILLING HIM, AND NOTHING IS EVER THE SAME.
(e.g)

i wrote this as i felt it. he is the love of my life, the only boy that i have had the honour of truly loving. for he is my brother, and he is the sun and the charon and all the ******* stars in the middle.
elle
Written by
elle  LA
(LA)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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