Sunday, June 17, 2012

Places

Beneath the grass beneath my feet,
But above the clouds above my head.
Inside the heart inside my chest,
Within the crevices within my head.

They're all the places where people die
But places you never cease to exist.
It's the people you leave behind
That make you feel you're missed.

I love you Dad, so much. 

(8:08 06/17/2012 Daddy's Office)

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