Taken Away
I sit here and think
My brother is dead
How can you leave me
Runs through my head
How can I think this
I love him so much
He is my brother
I need him so much
I sit here and think
Of what people will say
Gathered round his grave
Death took him away
I shouldn't write this
But I need to tell
How my body's on earth
But my mind is in hell.
Copyright © Tammy Anderson | Year Posted 2015
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