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[Dedicated to the memory of Nick Traina]
i can still hear our music,
sound of one hundred screaming.
silver tongued and simon-pure.
half complete without you here.
thick as thieves. miles worth more than memories.
the curtain is coming down.
in yesterdays we drown. i know you'll never leave.
i've lost faith in everything.
i hold our memories dear.
AND I MISS YOU! a sunrise in Hollywood.
the sun set in september.
it forgot to rise the next day. let your light, light our way.