http://slow.writerscafe.org/Brattchild The original writings of author BrittBratt en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033645 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Why did you die?Can't it just be a lie?Why did you have to get your wings and fly?Why does everyone die?My,mine and your own, have flown.Up high,We can't even buy,a ticket to see them.Their life light has grown dim,Then they meet their fin.Why must we say goodbye?Why?It sure as f**k isn't fair.I dar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brattchild/1406855/ When I look back at my life,I can't help but wonder why I'm so niceThen I remember how you helped raise me to be,Sweet, polite,  nice and kind. 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