Vacant Eyes
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Complete Mon, Jul 22, 2013<5 mins
This is in memory of a man who lost his life on a sunny, seemingly peaceful Saturday.
An acknowledgment to the loss of my innocent veil protecting me from the true realization of death.
A tribute of words to the haunting vision of vacant eyes.
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