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Violable Sacramentmusic doesn't sound as good to me now I don't know if you can hear it the notes seem to hurt especially in the songs you liked the songs you wore I hold onto memories and your smile I pray you are in Gods care I pray all I've heard is true I question my faith Do I believe? I want to I yearn for an answer I die inside as I think of your short life the things you stood for the things you'd say even with those pieces of gold nothing seems to soothe it all just makes me ache with concern I live this nightmare everyday pictures pull me back in time and then release me to now without you my heart breaks Jason Lammons Copyright ©2005 Jason Lammons Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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