All I Have (In memory of Vincent A. Cea II)
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I was never prepared for a loss such as this
Through all my tears, my brother is what I miss
The things we used to do, now they don't exist
Just to hear his voice or see his face again
Memories of my past, memories is all I have felt
I swore to myself, I would avenge his death
Now my only meaning is to put his soul to rest
Knowing what I have done was done with all my best
Takes all this pressure, straight off my chest
