Thursday, March 31, 2011


I am walking in the ghostly footprints of the past.  I don't want to remember this day anymore.  If I do I it's him that I think of and the hate that goes with it.  I want to wash that off my hands.

I only want to remember your birthday.  All the happy times.  I look at your tree every day and see your smile.  I will keep Tony going for you.  He loves you too. 

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