Somewhere along the way, I decided my soul is poetry.
So far there has only ever been two people who has ever been able to steal my words away from me.
Everything here is dedicated to them:
He saved me and he deserves this. I know that he is happy somewhere, and I pray to whatever God is out there that someday I will be with him again.
--- Dan East 5.9.1989 - 12.12.2006
She was my light, my life, my best friend, my confidante, my angel, my love. I couldn't save her, I wasn't enough to keep her here.
I wish you had said what was going on in your head babe. I wish you had given me a chance to understand. I wish you could come back to us, I miss you.
--- Ness Clow 12.7.1989 - 16.7.2007
The words keep me sane.
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