Broken….

I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
(i’m sorry father mother i can’t serve you well n heal your pain…)

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t wanna feel right
when you’re gone away
You’ve gone away
You don’t feel me here anymore

(n now i can’t feel you anymore just rest in peace, i miss you… )

The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
There’s so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
(C’mon bro n sis we’ve to fight together struggle with this life…)

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