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If I had Known

Life became busy,

I thought there was time.

I never imagined,

I’d write you a rhyme.

Though here I am crying,

Here I’m alone.

Wanting to call you,

Where there’s not a phone.

If I had known,

Your heart was this broken.

I would have left,

No words unspoken.

Though heaven’s between us,

Could you hear me cry?

Holding your ashes,

When I told you goodbye.

If I had known,

Despair where you dwelt.

I would have healed,

The numb that you felt.

Though heaven’s between us,

Can you hear me say?

I’m sorry I failed you,

When you lost your way.

Now that you’re gone,

A burden is passed.

Your free will,

Left pain that will last.

Questions unanswered,

Leave thoughts to erupt.

An unfinished life,

That ended abrupt.

If I had known,

Your heart was this broken.

I would have left,

No words unspoken.

Though heaven’s between us,

Could you hear me cry?

Holding your ashes,

When I told you goodbye.

If I had known,

Despair where you dwelt.

I would have healed,

The numb that you felt.

Though heaven’s between us,

Can you hear me say?

I’m sorry I failed you,

When you lost your way.

When pain you are feeling,

No one can know.

A pain deep inside you,

You cannot show.

The devil is working,

Making you weak.

Forgiveness and healing,

In God you must seek.

~If I had known,

Your heart was this broken.

I would have left,

No words unspoken.~

Dedicated to my brother.

All my love,

~Kat

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