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Created on: June 05, 2009
Loss of a brother
It's not my fault he went away. I did everything I could.
I told him he was in trouble. He never listened like he should.
I guess I could have spent more time... Talking it out and helping him see.
The drugs just made me so damn mad... I HAD to consider me.
I'm not in denial. I know exactly why he died.
There was nothing I could do. He just never tried.
Yes, I saw him drowning. I did my best to raise a flag.
He just didn't want the help. He said all I did was nag.
What more could I have done? Drag him to those meetings?
Call him every day? Pepper him with greetings?
What do you mean I'm in Denial? That I could have done more?
I had my own life to lead. He was always at my door.
NOW... I see what you mean. He was always reaching out to me.
I could have reached out to him... Looks like I finally see...
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