Saturday, March 3, 2018

When The Angels Fall

I float now aimlessly, without my compass to guide me, rightly or wrongly. My sense of direction is gone. Indeed, it never existed. I am left to my own feelings, thoughts, and desires. And I am afraid. For these have never existed in me.

Karazan Music of the Night (Andrew), May 25, 2005 - February 28, 2018.

My baby boy. My best friend. Be with your brother, in peace.

I loved you more than I could have ever shown. You were and always will be my perfect boy.



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