It Doesnt Matter That Your Gone

My hand so cold
as it touches the photo frame
you look so peaceful and sweet
with no fear or blame

Your gental touch and smell
will always remind me of you
your kind but soft words
ment everything to

You were my big brother
and you ment so much to me
but i wish you were around now
and that you would see

The floorbroads make a sound
where you bed once layed
that day you died
i prayed and prayed

for you to just appear
and lay clam and alseep
so you wouldnt cause me pain
thats in me so deep

But you were taken away
and a complete empty floor
no cards or clothes
no poster on the door

It all gone
nothing there to say
that you were once living
in that room there today

The only thing left
is teddy full of dust
you had since you were little
to touch it yes i must

The smooth fury fur
and the letters of your name
the very percious memory
of what you once became

But this is goodbye now
from this empty spot which is now new
your just a person in my head
but i love you.