Michael Birungi
Gone.
Done and out.
Lifeless they say.
Why death, why.
He meant something
He had something
He gave something.
Emptiness.
The thumbs up. The lsat i saw..
Why..
Hope we thought.
Now…..
Michael, that was something, the life you had, the life you gave, now the memories, just memories…I don’t want to believe for if I do, you will stop to be, that person pointing me in the right direction, that big brother I never had, the mentor that never was present, and neither absent. That emptiness, that soulless sucker of life, death, you shouldn’t be given a name…fear, we wont because he still lives in me.
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