I'll keep these last few short.
Thank you,
Thank you for all that you've done.
We miss you, but we hear your message
Thank you,
We all had difficult paths so have you
Thank you
For being who you are and remaining it.
It's okay, we mess up.
It's okay
We are sometimes trying to remain okay but in the end we just break
But when we listen to music, we're alive.
And alive means not only living, and relieving ourselves of the pain, sorrow, despair, and hatred we went through.
Music frees us.
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COLORS ~ Remembering Mitch - Year 2016
PoetryLike any other year this is no different, you know it, a month 30 pages. Poems, stories, you name it, all in applause and a clause to remember the great man named Mitch Lucker,
