Sean My Youngest Brother
Just four years and
I tried to know you
To help you get through
That soul snatching venom.
Just four years of reaching
Out searching for your hand...
On any forum or phone.
Just four years of wanting so
Desperately to connect to our mother,
Through you, within your swirling art.
Just four years disconnected by a few miles
And years never knowing I had a partner
In time, in crime in so many broken ties.
Just one text to learn you breathe my
Same air, no more. Hung up in the door.
My faith says you're fixed right
For good this time.
My body can't stop grieving...
For 4,000,000 more eternities with
Your precious soul.
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