My Brother

By
My Brother




I always fought




with my brother .




I never knew




what I had.




He’s now gone.




FOREVER.




I wish I could take




back all the things




that I said.




I’ll miss him.





I’ll never




forget all the




rude remarks that





I made.





I would do







anything




to take back





what I did





and said.




I want this pain
to fade.





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