March 6, 2009
The cold harsh reality from the pages of a book.
I can't help, but take another look.
The words bore deep inside me soul.
Making me loose all sense of control.
I thought I was getting over what I felt inside,
now all the feelings are starting to collide.
I now know the character more then then its own writer understands,
I feel the pain more then the author comprehends.
The words imprited on my brain,
"My dad is dead" and it's making me insane.
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