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Big Brother


So, I am sitting here, writing this poem to you,
because right now it is all I can do.
I write all these poems from what I feel,
all these feelings I have are too real.

You were the only person I looked up to,
For everything that I wanted to do.
But now you are gone,
And I just can't move on.

All the things I learned from you,
are the things I want to do.
But I can't because without you I'm not good enough,
I'm not confident, or tough.

I want to be there by your side,
with you for the rest of my life.
I want to be in your arms,
where I could never be harmed.

You were my big brother,
And I never would have asked for another.
And you were too young to die,
I wasn't ready to say goodbye.

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Dominique Taylor

I am 17 an I love to write poems. It helps me write down my emotions and my issues in words.

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