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When the football player slapped the books outta your hand in high school,  
I beat him up.  
When you stole your best friend's girl and he threatened to hurt you.  
I beat him up.  
When dad was dying and his new wife sent you a message on facebook saying don't bother coming.  
I called you.  
When he died and your x wife left you at his funeral,  
I offered to kill her for you.  
 
When mother got the cancer you said you wanted to hang out and play some mini golf.  
When i said i'd like that you told mom i was a monster,had been selling drugs again,  
only wanted to drink and socialize and didn't care about her dying in the hospital.  
When Draco died and I called you crying,  
 you told Aunt peggy that I'm a drunk scumbag who can't look after his dogs.  
 
We are similar in that we know how to hurt a man.  
 
I cared for and carried you lil dude.  
 
and now getting at age you use the way I had to be the bigger brother against me......
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