Sammy ( a "The Forest" poem)

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    My brother has always been so curious,

My brother was always so full of life,

    He would always go searching for things to find,

He searched to understand and to discover.

    My brother was fascinated by things he shouldn't be,

My brother had a dark fantasy that lived within him,

    His curiosity would be the death of him,

His soul was no longer clean.

    My brother was no longer himself and what he found he had to keep,

My brother discovered something that took away his control,

    His smiles become smirks and his innocence faded,

He was long gone before I could save him.

    My brother was someone else,

My brother was someone to be feared,

    He was something unstoppable,

He was something that I never thought was real.

   

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