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In the Middle
I would sit in a room with my brother,
Playing a game of cards,
He would hear my parents scream,
He would cry.
I made him lauph.
While I wanted to cry.
We would be in the back seat,
My mom crying,
"Why did he have to die?",
My brother crying,
My dad driving nervous.
I sat there.
I wished I would be in physical pain.
It hurts less than the pain I felt.
