I Have My First Poem It'S For My Brother

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    I've heard everything is happening at once the

    mind just can't comprehend it so as I stand here touching a hand so cold and wondering why you'd end it I wonder if we're still children really are we running through fields laughing, fighting or being silly mom said you were only two in that old photo of you you're sticking...
    dawnmill dawnmill
    36-40
    Jan 21, 2016
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