Sunday, July 24, 2011

For Amy

A heart and mind
Too strong to deal.

All that soul.
And all that jazz.

Music was her therapy
But couldn’t save her.

Thus, it settled saving us
With subtle tones,
Heart rending words
That will live on,
Though Amy can’t.


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You've found your way inside my head and now there's no way out!

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