Brother

coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
edited January 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Do you remember the time
When I called you in tears
Do you remember the time
When I told you my fears

Do you remember the time
When you sent that song
Do you remember the time
When all was wrong

Do you remember the time
You gave me advice
Do you remember the time
I didn't act so nice

Do you?

Where was I
When you reached for the belt
Where was I
When that girl left her welt

Where was I
When Grandpa passed away
Where was I
When you stood at his grave

Where was I
When you cried yourself to sleep
Where was I
When you needed to weep

Where was I?

Do you remember the time
Mark Tewksbury won gold
Do you remember the time
When I didn't feel this cold
Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
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Comments

  • hmm...interesting...I will definately reread this one a few times
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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