Addict's Lullaby: Beauty From Ashes

Rest In Peace Henry
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To a real a angel living here in hell on earth...

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For some one who taught us to love and care about others. You changed my world 4yrs ago. what fun we had in those 4yrs. i know before you died we had lost touch for a month only because of me going to college if it wasnt for you i wouldnt have meet some of my craziest, wildest best friends. i know you wouldnt want me to be sad or start crying. i plan on living life to the fullest in his memory. i know your not really gone. your here looking over my shoulder,a whisper in the wind, bright star in the black sky and one of those bright colors in the sunset.i love you Henry, you were like my little brother.i wish i had more time with you. more times to get one of those special hugs, or to hear you voice and laugh. i cant imagine what life will be like now, nor do i want to face it. but then if i dont i didnt learn a thing from you. for you i will face my fears, swallow my pride. its your love that keeps me and all the other who love you going. i cant wait till we see each other again.i promise you, i wont forget so you never

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now thats it been a few months that you past thngs have kinda gotten back to normal. well almost. people dont look as sad anymore, but we sure miss you riding that damn bike everywhere. i wonder what its like in heaven and how much trouble youve gotten yourself into now. i went to see you when rhonda came up, it was so quiet there, too creppy. i know you know she couldnt come up for the funeral and that teari is having some problems, but i know you are still trying your best to look out for all of us and trying to direct us in some way the path we are suppose to be on. i still miss you like hell and there are times i stop and think, just sit there thinking about you. im not cry anymore... well maybe alittle but not as much as i did before. little brother i miss you so much and cant wait for all of us to be together. look out for me as you always have done, ill do my best to look out for those we love.
i love you and never will stop
one of your big sister
jacquie

our lives meant nothing; we were sinners,whores, alcoholics, love addicts. some nights we were prositutes, selling our hearts on the open market...we turned good girls into siners, bad boys into lovers, and ourselves from abused little girls into broken women
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