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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Alison



Writing adds a soft blanket to the razor sharp memories of her. Madness overshadows the pain, as I wander through the hazy twists and turns of the past. Perhaps I will wander and write for eternity. But how long is forever? Each minute without her is an eternity. No one can understand the concept of forever until endless love is ripped from their grasp. Eternity is an empty second. It is forever…

© April 18, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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