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Apr 2013
I miss you dear,
I miss you near,
I miss you close,
Here by my side.

I feel alone,
This smiling cold,
Drove me too far,
Too far from home.

Home is a place where I belong,
A home is feeling your own place.
A place where you can stay.

In mutter crying just inside,
To hold my breath until it dies,
I wanna find my better side,
And carry it deep in my heart.

To cut it’s roots into my mind,
To let me see that brother mine.

I miss you dear,
I miss you near,
I miss you close,
Here by my side.

I’ll let you know,
I am the worst,
Maybe the best,
You’ll ever see.

I’ll carry you with all your heart,
I’ll hold you close until we part,

The mountainside I live on is all but the worst place on earth!
Oh! I wish some wise one would come let me free of myself!

I miss you dear,
I miss you near,
I miss you close,
Here by my side.
Today I had an awful major discussion with my younger brother (he's 11) and currently he's ill. He's been puking for three weeks now.
Somehow being in this condition doesn't stop him from being a lout all the time.
Vampi Fallborg
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Vampi Fallborg  Norway
(Norway)   
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