Livin' Through You....#rip Kyle 8:30 P.M... He Gone, Baby. My Lil' Brother Dead. I Thought He Was Getting Better. I Wish, It Was Me, He Says with Extreme Anger, Pain, Flowing Through His Inward Tears Outward.I Cried That Night with Him Because I Have Suffer the Same Great Loss. by The Freedom Loves Lyriic Movement | Menrva Books