This is about my baby brother who died when he was a baby RIP Sam.

I’ll never fill the hole

Left by you

So I’ll talk to you

I hope you can hear me

So far up there

When I talk to you

I feel so sad

Because you’re not around

I never got much time

Before you left the ground

Too young to go

I’ll never get to know

What you would’ve grown into

So I’ll talk to you

But I wish I could hold onto you

 

It’s never good enough

When I want to be next to you

When I want to smile with you

I wonder what you do

I’ll talk to you

When everything gets bad

But when I talk to you

My heart still feels sad

And only you

Can fill the hole in my heart

Do you feel this too?

 

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