When life slips down the hill, Katie and I often turn to each other and ask each other the same question: What is the point? With our feet slipping, trying to stop everything from falling, our arms aching and our bodies covered in mud, we scream WHAT IS THE POINT IN TRYING SO HARD?
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Dear March
You will become what you deserve, my friend.
As Told By Brandon
Grief
is a strange bird
circling overhead,
swooping down,
flying out of sight
and back again.