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Sherry Clark Oct 2011
Memories are sweet but sting the heart.
The pain is too much to bear.
A lost soul looking for absolution,
Finding nothing but hurt and anger.
Beauty, unbound and reckless.
Love in its truest form.
You believed in all of us.
The hole you left behind is gaping.
Sorrow
I’m still loving you
My angel
My friend
Sherry Clark Oct 2011
Restless, sleep won’t come
The night passes slowly
The ticking of the clock
Counting down
Every second closer to the finale
Can I make it?
Will all be lost?
The sun rises over the horizon
Birds sing their morning songs
The beginning, the end
I curl up under the madness
Sleep takes me

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