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Hospital Bed

by @all-together-by-yourself

Is where my brother lays his head Maybe once a month or when ever he's sick One of three Lays in a white bed with a white sheet Called a A Hospital bed He's the strongest one of our messed up family The baby of the Sum of Three I think about him often Wonder why but fail to understand How it's not fair to see someone you love laying there Slowly dying when there are others should be where he is laying The brusies will fade from the needle jab, I.V. bags I just don't understand in a world that can be so cruel Why this is happening to you. Lover of Jokes, Lover of Animals, Lover of people and so open hearted How your dreams can't come true When the medicine they give to heal you You said feels like firey acid inside of you You're the strongest piece of a broken whole As the oldest I want to do more Wanting to help you endure Fate is never in my favor But I waiver my attention from you I am sorry If I could stop the hands of time and press rewind Maybe things could be different Maybe I could be there with you I just want you to know that I love you
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Published
Oct 15, 2013
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Copyright © 2013, Barraza, J.

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