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by ronnie   Mar 31, 2011


Dear Garret,

Do you remember
when we would just hang out?
When john stepped in that puddle
up to his knees, and when we
tied hiedi's shoelaces together?

I remember when I met your mom,
you met mine,
we shared everything
Garret your like my brother,

I remember when you went to prison,
I was there for you,
I wrote you all the time.
You were the garret
who was going to get better

You started working out,
we wrote 3 page letters,
just talking.
You look after me,
I look after you.

But Garrett that is not
how it is at all,
when you got out
you did not get the help
you promised you would.

I hate seeing you now,
your loosing weight,
and not doing
what needs to be done,
I worry so much
but I can't help you now,

only you can help yourself.

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