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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