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May 2018
Why
I Don't know the feeling being killed
But I know the feeling of being a suspect of thrills
I know the feeling of loneliness
Having no brothers how can I live with this
Wasn,t even alive back then
Brother, I heard the pain you felt back then
Can you hear me
Can you feel me
I know it's hard you were only three
Never even spoke your first word
Cause you being murdered was all I heard
I can barely hear you
You're gone but I can still feel you

Father found you on the floor bleeding
Must be devastating seeing
Making you wish you were blind
Wish I could see you for the first time
In the flesh
But you were taken by the flesh
I'm lost, lost you

That's why I live for you
Writing is the only way I can speak to you
So brother if you hear me out there
What was the reason
Why was the reason
You know you left me here
Just why
Isaiah Lee
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Isaiah Lee  19/M
(19/M)   
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