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My Brothers

My brothers, my brothers
Were all I knew .
Now Mark is gone somewhere
New.
Then there was Marquise
My why did you leave me ?

My brothers, my brothers
Why did you do the crime ?
Now your facing a long-time.
So far away now ,
I cant see you
Until I’m twenty-five.

My brothers, my brothers
Larry and Clea are home
Now.
But never again will I see
Mark and Marquise.


Losing the ones I always known as
MY BROTHERS.





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