I've given up morphine, and now the voices are gone, and I've been through manic episodes and been crippled by both horrible physical pain and extreme depression.
The one thing I can't beat to date is his memory.
The smell of his hair.
I am too young to feel beat by anything.
IN time, I will ask myself, what do you miss? d
That moment at the door when he opens it. "Lace."
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