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The words slide through me. Disconnected lacking comprehension Old times rush forward, focused Shattering into mirrors of memories Disbelief overwhelms me. Questioning my every action Tears stream down my face. Every moment holding more weight. We are fragile, The world dies around us. We fade into a foolish fantasy Until the crippling pain of lose Comes crashing home. R.I.P. PJ Cleary
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
Too Soon
The words slide through me. Disconnected lacking comprehension Old times rush forward, focused Shattering into mirrors of memories Disbelief overwhelms me. Questioning my every action Tears stream down my face. Every moment holding more weight. We are fragile, The world dies around us. We fade into a foolish fantasy Until the crippling pain of lose Comes crashing home. R.I.P. PJ Cleary
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
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