My attempts at poetry.
IF YOU KNEW IT WAS THE LAST TIME
That day in the club just playing some pool
Your brother as always playing the fool
Your dad watches on trying not to take sides
But that look on his face it struggles to hide
His frustration at you for not being kind
You win every frame and gloat and mock
Your own little brother looks ready to pop
You take all his money and walk away
If only you knew what would happen the next day
There will be no more chances to show him you care
You just assumed he would always be there
Rest in peace little brother of mine
It would be so different if you knew it was the last time
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