A cry of loss for a brother who gave so much
© Prisma Y. Hernandez
You were their when I was sad
You were their when I was mad, thank you.
You touched my heart and told me not to cry,
Thatís one reason our love cannot die
You respected my decision
I respected youíre compassion
Tell me brother why where you so good to me?
I screamed at you about 300 times
You were trying to help me, help me not to die
Now I know you did it for my best
You are no longer here, you are finally put to rest
You canít leave me now that I need you the most
Brother where are you, my heart is about to burst.
Proud To Call You A True Brother >>
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