He knew i was sad.
He could see and feel my pain -
A true blood.
Never felt before, connected,
In us, is that wrong.
His arms held my body,
And although i was more,
More of age. I felt safe.
Happy to have him,
My brother. My blood
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:24 AM UTC
He knew i was sad.
He could see and feel my pain -
A true blood.
Never felt before, connected,
In us, is that wrong.
His arms held my body,
And although i was more,
More of age. I felt safe.
Happy to have him,
My brother. My blood
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