boy oh, boy oh
the look on my face when you told me,
the beat of my heart racing through my breast,
the tears you choked back,
the screams i swallowed,
when you put the gun to your head.
how could you
be so low?
you set it down
and i told you
its okay
sometimes, i want that too.
I want to hug you
boy oh boy oh
friend
confidante
advice giver
defender
inspiration
little brother.
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