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Existence In An Essence

Times are hard and with me he stays
in those moments, in our memories, in my soul;

My brother who is always there.

My mind takes me back to him constantly,
A distraction from my life

From a scent, to a song, to the things that he'd wear.

The sound of his voice and his smiling face are imprinted in my mind
As the love that he had for me is tattooed across my heart

And though my mind and body may fade
My blood will never forget all that we once were.

Only in my dreams can I fly with the iwas and be free...
Only in my dreams can I take him in my arms and keep him...

The brother I never got but always had.
Written by Mystic_Dreamer (Chels)
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