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The following verse is an attempt at dealing with grief. My brother has been
dead for 12 years, but my sorrow is fresh. The anger I feel about this drug
is seething and the compassion I feel for it's victims and their families, tre-
mendous.I hope and pray that every
soul is redeemed from this awful drug.
Until this happens, remember, as long as there is life, there is hope.
Most of all, I miss you, because there's nothing left to do.
Empty chair at all of the holidays for you.
This is the way we all live, in a state of perpetual blue.
Heaven only, knows why, because I haven't a clue.
Keep in mind, how different it might have been.
If you had only seen the ultimate end.
Life could have marched on as we grew old.
Little did you know, this demon would leave you dead and cold.
Sorrow is now the only thing left of you, that any of us can hold.
