Bellis Tart · Dec 15, 2010
1 (one)

Ten times a day or more, since I was
nine I've wished you were here, but after
eight years of waiting, I gave up,
though I still think about you
seven days a week
six of those days I hide it well, but for just
five minutes of the last day, I cry
because it hurts too much to know, that our family of
four is now a family of
three and her and I; your
two little sisters miss you so much
I only wish, big brother for just
one more day with you here

(c) 14/12/10
 
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