Just over a year since I lost my Brother.

I lost my Brother, and my poetry went with him

Words replaced by a bottomless hollow

Knowing he had no more tomorrows 

The words I needed drifted away

Like smoke adrift on the  bleakest day

Forever drowning in a sea of grey 

Amidst its melancholic sway

He enjoyed a drink, and liked a fag

But was the best big brothe...

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