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Missing Billy Bell

twenty nine years ago, on a cold and icy night, my dearest friend and cousin... entered into eternal light, although, for me, that fateful eve, plunged my heart into eternal night music was his passion, food, friends, and familu too... his laugh could light a dungeon, and this I swear is true boots protruding from beneath a blanket, that covered his remains, this loss so deep and shocking, has forever left our hearts with stains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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