so depressed and with pain.
Brother when I lost you, I lost a part of myself.
Brother I heard stories about you.
Brother you were the first, who carried me when I was born.
Brother you were always there with me.
Brother you took me places with you all the time.
Brother I am never going to stop loving you.
I will always have you in my heart.
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The poem is about my older brother that died a year ago and it was hard for me when I found out that he died while he was asleep that his heart stopped that hurt me so much and my mother was crushed when the informed my mother. I had to find a way to be strong for her and try to help her to go through that hard time which was hard for me too.