BrandonA Poem by RenegadeBrandon
Blood brother, Step brother It’s all the same me
You were all but seven or eight When I became a part of your life For what was I but just thirteen?
Circumstance Our lives would cross Memories Of Childhood lost Sadness I still feel for you
Rotten Souls That would take life
Grief For what you could have been Peace I hope envelopes you Love I hope is all you feel Hope You’re in a better place
For a time you were a brother I’ll always remember you As the sweet soul That I once knew © 2013 Renegade |
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Added on October 27, 2013 Last Updated on October 27, 2013 AuthorRenegadeWelland, Niagara Region, CanadaAboutElectronic Engineer by Trade started writing poems and songs about a year and a half ago, have a hundred and eleven now, so i thought i would share a little. Some are biographical, some are dark for s.. more..Writing
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