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Entering the room… an eerie presence surrounds.
A cold chill interrupted the warm day.
There he lay amongst the liquid porcelain.
His body motionless.
His eyes shut.
His heart without sound.
“This cannot be… he was alive when I left!!”
My brother, my friend.
“Where have you gone?”
“Why has your soul moved on?”
I have shared with you.
I have dreamed with you.
I have laughed with you and cried with you.
You have shown my life.
Is it you that must show me death?
You did not prepare me for such remorse.
I feel nothing but your loss.
I don’t know what to say.
I don’t know what to do.
I never pictured living my life without you.
I cannot say good-bye.
I am not ready for you to die.
To God I pray… please let him stay.
His eyes will not open.
His sleep is deep and long.
My brother has truly gone.
I never had the chance to say good-night.
“Is he going to be all right?”
Please God, take care of my brother.
For he is like no other.
I will always love his heart and soul.
His memories are those I shall never let go.