

A Lost CauseThere he stood. In the dark of the night, an orange street light shone brightly on Jonathan and another man. Jonathan was looking down the end of a barrel into what seemed like the end of the world. All he saw…was black…the world around him shriveled away into nothing. His life began passing him. He saw himself…a child… running and playing in school…then he saw himself…shaking hands with a business associate, making a deal…he saw himself…with his wife…when they met...their first kiss…their wedding…their first child…he saw their house, the front door wide open…he saw lights flashing, red and blue, red and blue…he saw his wife’s mangled body…hiA Lost Cause
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I could have stopped myself, and all of the pain, because I feel no happiness from memory now, only in my dreams...
--katie
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RIP Henry Droneburg 11/25/88 - 3/6/07
Never forgotten
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RIP Henry Droneburg 11/25/88 - 3/6/07
Never forgotten
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RIP Henry Droneburg 11/25/88 - 3/6/07
Never forgotten
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Tragic
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