Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Ninety-Second: A Day Like Others

Do I break my heart for fun?
If not fun, then to fuel the strangely addictive trauma of loss?
Lost friends, past lovers, family gone.
People that touched my life in one way or another, leave a lasting imprint, but also an unquenchable thirst for knowledge of "what if".

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