Sweet Harmony Lost Clarity Selfish Symphony all move us baby

"Gerard?" My brother called his soft voice filled with tears. "G-gee please I need you...don't leave me..." He cried grabbing my hand and holding it to his tear stained face. I looked all around my glazed eyes capturing every moment. The crisp morning air of autumn. How the red and yellow leaves fell around us or were carried by the distant breeze to another grave . The flutter of the bird wings as they flew trying to find enough twigs for a nest. The soft frees grass between my feet. The warming metal of the gun I held it to my head. " I can't do it anymore Mikey...I just can't." I said my hands shaking. He brought the gun out of my hand and pointed it at himself. "If you die I go with you." He said barely above a whisper the spark of life gone from his eyes. I nodded and hugged him. "Love you little bro." "Love you big bro." We stayed like that for a while just holding each other. He shot the gun through my heart then through his and we both fell our blood mixing together as the light began to fade from our eyes. I heard shouts and soon a Black haired hazel eyed angel stood above us trying to hold our blood in our bodies with his now torn shirt. I traced the tattoos on his chest with my remaining energy and smiled softly...he was a cute angel. Some curly haired guy came running and held Mikey for what felt like ages before the paramedics showed up. We weren't dead sadly, Mikey had shot our lungs instead of our hearts by a fraction of an inch. I felt the pressure of one lung sink down and started to go under like my brother had minutes before me...mom warm darkness almost as intoxicating as the booze or smokes...almost

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(So sorry if it's bad but I felt like it)