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he was my best friend my reason for living my reason for loving and for living life one day at a time he use to be my shoulder to cry on the only one who was always there then he left me to get the hell outta here he told me when i was 18 he would come back for me and we could live out our dream then things changed shit started to happen even once he was gone he couldnt get away from the problems he thought he left behind so he took his life and left me and his brother to drown in our sorrow of our lost friend and older brother
