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My brother killed himself
Gassed sat in a car
I ran to try and get to him
But it was oh so far
He died alone and angry
I never knew why
It still hurts to this day
It still can make me cry
He could have spoken to me
He could have said it all
All he did was connect a pipe
And give me one last call
Brother, I am dying and I am not scared
Did he not understand that everybody cared

I held his coffin up high
And walked with tear filled eyes
I’m sorry that I failed you, Paul,
I never heard your cries
Years have passed but the pain is strong
Memories come flooding back
Like a long forgotten song

Matt Earl