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You were smiling.<\/em>
And I was smiling too.<\/em>
From the time we were little.<\/em>
You were always taller, thinner.<\/em>
You were a kind of lanky Matt Dillon.<\/em>
I was strong but awkward.<\/em>
And born with an armour of imagination.<\/em>
I loved music.<\/em>
And so did you.<\/em>
But you loved those loud guitars.<\/em>
And venom.<\/em>
That venom with a lost angry sadness.<\/em>
While I lived in the sadness.<\/em>
I remember Roy Orbison on an AM radio.<\/em>
All falsetto and loneliness.<\/em>
That day was so sharp it cut through glass and warmed the carpet underneath me.<\/em>
You were out with your friends.<\/em>
Your best friend\u2019s name was Ray.<\/em>
He\u2019s in jail now.<\/em>
A few weeks ago you were sentenced as well.<\/em>
I sat in my room still surrounded by a sad song thinking.<\/em>
Thirty years.<\/em>
It\u2019s been thirty years.<\/em>
And you\u2019re going to be in there for thirty years.<\/em>
Now I remember that day you had just gotten out of rehab.<\/em>
And I was happy to see you.<\/em>
Happy to hope.<\/em>
That from that point forward.<\/em>
All would be better.<\/em>
And I was proud of you.<\/em>
And we were going home.<\/em>
The complete family.<\/em>
A complete family.<\/em>
Just you and me.<\/em>
Mom and Dad.<\/em>
A complete family.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n