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  • Publiceret: 4 nov. 2014
  • Opdateret: 4 nov. 2014
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En samling af blandede historier, skrevet af M.v.W.


35. Sometimes

Sometimes I just sits in my room.

I hear your rasp breath.

Fighting for air.

Sometimes I feel so alone sitting here and watching the moon.

Why can I not help you?

My Little brother.

Sometimes I cry with silenced tears, while I hear mother croon.

I miss your smiles.

Your laughs.

Sometimes I scream without sound, just to let out the fume.

Why does it have to be you?

My Little brother.

Sometimes I just closes my eyes, so I only can see the gloom.

You wanted to be Superman.

Strong and untouchable.

Sometimes I hope, that this darkness will go away, so you can bloom.

Why are you so far away?

My Little brother.

Sometimes I keep reminding my self of that tune.

I hear your song.

You're calling me.

Sometimes I can't hide my feelings, I don't want to visit a tomb.

Why must it be like this?

Please Little brother.

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