Patrick's not going to make it.
That still rings in my ears.
The unbridled anguish,
of my innermost fears.
Patrick's dead.
I still hear it today.
I try to dilute it,
but it won't go away.
Patrick's dead.
I still waste my time
wishing that it wasn't real.
No matter the sympathy,
they can't know how i feel.
Patrick's dead.
I beg for my body to wake.
I've been having a nightmare,
it was all a mistake.
Patrick's dead.
Fragile live once intact.
No matter the sorrow,
he just aint coming back.
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my best friend, my little brother patrick died suddenly from a brain aneurysm one morning....worst fricken day ever!! i still miss him so!
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