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Apr 2015
What's wrong with this Life, as i see everything around me go down?

Moving through your mind, as it races through time.
Writing these rhymes as everything dies.

As I run through the valley of the shadow of death, I see everything as it falls apart, leaving behind the memories and regret,  My mind has nothing left to part with, I'm all on my own, I can't forget.

Everybody I see is dying, I can't do anything to stop it, everything is moving so fast, I lose your grip from my finger tips.
...i was trying.

As I see the bombs dropping, I know its the end, all I can do is pray to god to stick beside me till then.

As everything turns red, I can see the bombs going off, lives fading off.
It's our final hour, bringing everything down with us beneath your power.

I can't stop anything you do, we will be going home soon, going home to you, to the palace in the sky…
My 15 year old brother wrote this. Its the first poem he said he's ever written, he said "see Brandon, I told you I could write like you if I tried"...I **** near hit my knees...he's battled the same battles I have and I understand now that he understands. He is as strong as I am...I don't have to worry any longer. Hes got this.
Brandon K Stephenson
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Brandon K Stephenson  28/M/Bossier City, La.
(28/M/Bossier City, La.)   
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