i went and straightened up for a few years. even now up to this day it's hard to believe that my little brother's gone. i write letters to him. on his birthday i write letters to him. christmas i write letters to him. >> what do you say? >> i apologize to him. i just talk to him. and as i talk to him, seems like i don't know, maybe i'm helping myself in a way to ease the pain because it's a deep pain. sometimes it's real deep. if i can turn it back right now and get my life right now, for my brother to come back, i'd do it in a heartbeat. i live my life. there's nothing here for me. that's the way i feel. there's nothing here. but it's not possible. so i can't do it, just like i say. every time i write him i'm always apologizing. i guess i'll apologize until the day i die. i think it's my fault. like a dagger that's in me, all
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