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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Forever Changed Lying here, thoughts remain, That cold winter day you flew away, Your pain I never understood, My pain you never will, I am forever changed. Lying here, memories remain, That cold winter day my wings you took away, Your love I never knew, My love you never will, I am forever changed. Lying here, wanting to fly, Soaring to new heights, you by my side, Your life I never knew, My life you never will, I am forever changed. Changed forever, forever changed, A shot in the dark, still piercing my heart, A lifeless man, a grieving son, A journey yet to begun, I am forever changed. Lying here, I slowly arise, Wanting to fly, yet wishing to die, You took me with you, I take you with me, I am forever changed. Standing now, I stare ahead, Images of you, I remember well, You chose to escape, escape your pain, I choose to go on, fulfilling your aims, I am forever changed. Crying now, I raise my head, The skylines ahead, I must travel still, Guide me in spirit, be by my side, Facing together our darkest ills, I am forever changed. Changed forever, forever changed, A shot in the dark, still breaking my heart, Life without you, so hard to take, I must fly on, accepting my fate. I am forever changed. I am forever broken. P.S. Guilt is a disease. It eats away at my being. A year has passed and although everyone tells me it wasn’t my fault, it doesn’t feel that way. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him, wishing he were here to teach me to fly. It’s hard to fly on when guilt is in control.
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