To David
Elizabeth
05 Dec, 2012 03:30 AMPeace to my brother who sleeps through the thunder, who was different from all others, who now rests beneath the crest of the sky we shared together; whose advice still touches me as eternally he sleeps. To the life that can't be bound to his grave beneath the ground, to the love that can’t be severed by this grief that lasts forever. I could never thank him for the life he saw in me, for his strength when I was weak and words only he could speak. I know he's gone forever and the tears still sometimes leak, but I'll stay strong for my friend whose advice still doesn't end. I can feel him though he's gone, and he whispers "please go on… because my death you won't forget, but the best in life is coming yet."
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