There’s a hole in my heart,
A part of me is missing.
I wake up looking around wondering
What is missing from my life.
Then I recall and tears fill my eyes.
Walking down the street, I
I look behind me expecting, hoping.
There’s a hole in my heart.
My stomach churns, knotting
I can’t eat, can’t think.
Why me? Why him?
What did I do to deserve this?
What did he do?
There is no justice,
That my other half should
Be so wickedly removed from my life.
He was my brother, my keeper,
He bested me when all others had failed.
I loved him as the brother I never had
And miss him every day of my life.
There’s a hole in my heart,
He is the missing piece.
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