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No ghosts Memories marked and stored They fade and maybe it’s better that way Death is Just another dark door waiting Life is Just a temp position while I’m staying Occasionally Their memory makes me cry Grandpa, Lucas, Buddy, Laura, Snuggles, Zac, I ain’t joining them And they ain’t coming back
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
Lost Ones
No ghosts Memories marked and stored They fade and maybe it’s better that way Death is Just another dark door waiting Life is Just a temp position while I’m staying Occasionally Their memory makes me cry Grandpa, Lucas, Buddy, Laura, Snuggles, Zac, I ain’t joining them And they ain’t coming back
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
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