Today I woke, the sun was shining
I hated it because it wasn't shining on you
I wondered at the meaning
Of a loved life lost, an unnecessary death
My brother in every way that mattered
A piece of my heart gone forever
Feeling broken and numb, I hate the sun
Without you
Last night it stormed after I got the news
My grief, like the storm, raged within me
Oh to turn back the wheels of time
I'd give anything to have you here beside me
Laughter and jokes, hugs and deep talks
Haunt the shadows of my mind
Know always that your memory
Will be safe in this bleeding heart of mine.
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Shana Marie
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