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Submitted by crypticbard on 27 January 2008 - 7:03am.
Style / Type:
freeform
`
two joined separated
a brother now one
and his brother’s friend
a friend that loved
filled that emptiness
that hearth and home
could not mend
one fateful day
their ways crossed
to wayward wend
what tears ran streaks
on your redded cheeks
why that furtive pulse
in your eyes it showed
so plain a plan
to bring him back
though a means to do
so sorely lacked
to keep alive that
sacred part you filled
his heart and thus
wherever he may go
there you shall be
remain his friend
no brother nor blood
no rain nor wind
could understand
`
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