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| Et tu, Brute? |
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| Written by eli | |
| Saturday, 23 December 2006 | |
 was it a sharp dagger piercing skin, or a gentle hand supporting my fall? was is a deep cut - gushing blood, or a tender chest holding me close? was it the cold brass, slashing the flesh, or twin beats of hearts – dim, stopping… the final words, hidden in my brother''s eyes, was it you – brother – even you ... is it you - Brutus!', ' no matter how much you talk about it – no matter how you express your sorrow, rage and disappointment all mixed together – no matter how many screams you shout, jars you break, trees you hit, tears you shed… nothing will ease the sharp pain caused by the your friend’s blade dipped in your own flesh.
I am speechless, and left with nothing but a sentence - Even you, Brutus?                  |
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