All is lost.No hope for more.Life has gone and pain has come.Only the one above knows this song.A song of loss and sorrow.A song of fear and lonliness. Winding and unbinding.Tangles and twist shall never be dimissed.The one whom we loved.One so dear.My only fear.This has come.Time of an end.To him,my friend.Days may come and days may go.My love and long for him only grows.Scared and weak this body is.To have him miss.That day my world frozze.Never to proceed again.Not to be the same.What a cruel and harsh game."One life to live" is what they say.Today,live for tommorrw.Live for him.It's not your falt."Time heals all wounds" says they.Well I say "It doesn't heal the wound of loss." People say hurtful things and it stings the wounds makeing you cross.So much anger aimed.So many lives hurt. All because of a little 'dirt'.So much pain.Goes deeper than you would think.Now take a look at me(into my eyes).What do you see?The real me or something else?Nothing helps.One lives lost.No hope for me.This person you see isn't me.All is gone.My Jonathan.
Reason for writing:
To Jonathan Heath Sandusky.RIP(May 1,1986-July 18,1999).Remember.
Birth sign: Taurus
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