Awakening to hear the news of another pointless loss. The way the moon shines upon your headstone, wishing it was mine. No reasoning in what happened, and nothing to understand or comprehend in this tragedy. Those summer nights that were spent together will never be forgotten. The memories aren’t going away. In anger and in hate. But through loss I’ve found new meaning. I no longer bleed away the hours that consume my days. Take everything around you and burn it at the feet of existence. No reason for hope, and no hope for tomorrow, I’m scared of what’s to come. In sadness and in torture, we live. But buried beneath is love, but buried beneath is a life we all once new. Scarred but burned by the bright lights we all know, but where do they go?
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