Diana Costello Brothers I
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
And as we walk in the dimming light
Oh darling understand
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
No little girl would sing this song, turning towards the small audience the blue-haired brunette closed her eyes and when she opened them she focused on me. Every note of my brother's favorite rock song escaped through his well-drawn lips, taking my mind back to that fucking desert the screams, the dust, the blood around the sweaty body inside the uniform the gun in my hands, and when it reached the highest note I felt like a fisherman, sailing on the high seas being attracted by the song of a siren.
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