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Wednesday the 7th of January, 1998

All I Want

All I want
Is to be with you
To feel this close
To be this true

This feeling that I feel
I’ve never felt before
It makes me so complete
Right down to the core

All I want
Is to be with you
To feel this close
To be this true

I’ll be your everything
All that you are
All that you need
I’ll be your everything

All I want
Is to be with you
To feel this close
To be this true

This feeling that I feel
I’ve never felt before
All I want is
To be your everything

Posted by rtkenmore at 08:29 PM on the 7th of January, 1998.
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Tuesday the 6th of January, 1998

What You Are

What you are to me
I can only begin to describe
With the words we use
The first thing that comes to mind is
Brother
You are like my blood brother
It feels as if we’ve always known each other
Friend comes to mind
But that needs one more word
That word would be Best
Best Friends
I don’t call many people that
You have to be special
To receive that honor
You are special, very special
I will never Forsake my Brother
And pray he will do the same

Posted by rtkenmore at 08:28 PM on the 6th of January, 1998.
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Saturday the 3rd of January, 1998

Forever Brothers

Brotherly love is something special
Respect unequaled by most
Often a best friend
Then, sometimes, an only friend
How could I live without my brother
Everything you are, that’s what makes you special
Really, no one could replace you
Sorry, your stuck with me

Friends are what we are foremost
Other things may come with time
Right, but we’ll always be friends
Even in the rough and sad times
Very caring and compassionate is what we both are
Every time we talk, I hear that in your voice
Really, no one could replace you, I wouldn’t let them

Posted by rtkenmore at 08:27 PM on the 3rd of January, 1998.
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