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☼I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh☼
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away
it all doesn't seem real. it still isn't sinking in. That he's actually gone. Someone that was a signifigant part of my life is gone. All in a split second. There are still words left unsaid, memories left unhad. I still can't comprehend it. The weekend was full of sadness. I was at the wake all weekend. So many people coming together to mourn the loss of their friend. Our friend.
Why doesn't the world make sense?
Why do people die so young?
Why did it have to be him and his friends?
R.I.P Stephen Nowakowski
10-27-81 - 5-17-06
*For all you who don't know what happened please go here: http://www.newsday.com/news/local/longisland/ny-liacci0518,0,5131512.story?coll=ny-linews-headlines or here:
http://www.wnbc.com/traffic/9229506/detail.html*
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