Four For Ryan

April 23, 2010
Four years have cycled around, I was thirteen when you passed.
Now I am the age you were, growing up way too fast.
I wish that I could see you again, but my time isn't done.
I wish that I could talk to you, to show who I've become.

I'm in your shoes, teenage rooms.
I wonder if we were the same.
I wish you could see life through my eyes, it's such a shame.
Your memory still remains

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Supernova7 said...
Jun. 29, 2010 at 3:33 pm
Sad but it was really good
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