Brother, I haven't seen
Your face in quite some time.
I hope you know that you're not
The only one hurting inside.
Though your mother left
And your father died...
I know you're looking for love
Stop pushing it aside.
...and the masses keep begging for more
2 comments:
Sometimes when your mother stays and your father lives, it actually hurts more.
Perspective.
I like it.
When will you write another poem? Why not now?
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