December 9, 2013
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As I walk down
the street, I think I hear
your voice.

As I walk down the
street, I feel you watching

I feel the charge
of energy, and the relief
of grief.

It's as if you know
how much I have missed
you, because you
smile at me.

Then I remember that
what happened to you will
never change.

As I turn my back on
what I had imagine,
the grief comes running
back, and hits me like
punch in the face.

As tears runs down my
face, I see that my grief is
the evil in my world.

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