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• Artiste: Seven Days Of Samsara
• Titre: The Instrumental
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the phone drops the heart stops and i cant believe it. to imagine i wont see that smile again. and last words, fuck last words, theyre nothing if your life didnt say shit. so how was i? who am i? i wish i could kiss that cheek one more time. were all dying. were all dying to live. were already dead. i still miss you and i always will. tears smear the ink of lines in a book and i said nothing as you were laid to rest. will it be the same? can it be the same? wont it be the same? itll never be the same? i wouldnt want it that way. so long. maybe someday well meet again. we will meet again. we all are already dead. DEATH WAS NEVER REAL TO ME UNTIL RECENTLY. SURE, ITS IN THE MOVIES AND IN THE NEWS, BUT UNTIL A FEW WEEKS AGO, NO ONE CLOSE TO ME HAD PASSED AWAY. THIS SONG IS DEDICATED TO EUGENE JOHN RUDNIK SR, THE 80+ YEARS HE SPENT ON THE EARTH AND TO THE COUNTLESS PEOPLE WHOS LIVES HE TOUCHED. GRANDPA, YOU ARE MISSED MORE THAN YOU COULD EVER KNOW.