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Oh, Brother
Just over a year since I lost my Brother.
I lost my Brother, and my poetry went with him
Words replaced by a bottomless hollow
Knowing he had no more tomorrows
The words I needed drifted away
Like smoke adrift on the bleakest day
Forever drowning in a sea of grey
Amidst its melancholic sway
He enjoyed a drink, and liked a fag
But was the best big brothe...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:22 pm
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