It was so bleak I don't remember
those horrific nights of December,
I sit here and weep
because you we couldn't keep,
I was only six when this went on
I wish it was me not you that was gone,
as you lay there basically dead
I was in the waiting room waiting for dread,
my mind is now gone and cannot get back
you were the good child and I was the lack,
my dear brother I wish I could see
if you were alive how it could be.
Brother Of Mine
Published: April 2009
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