This was written in loving memory of Jamie Senior 12-4-12.
You will forever be adored, loved and missed.
Wishing to flyThis painful grasp holds me tight
I'm chained to this spot, the same spot
never changing or growing - though I keep fighting
Now I'm sinking down into my soul until there's nothing left
I hit the floor and the only place left to look is up, how did I get here?
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