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Ode, To My Baby Brother
I’m weary of your anger
I’m tired of your lament
Offended by everyone
No one escapes your judgment
You’ve grown into a cynic
With a dark depressing soul
Once you were a baby
Whose mother loved you so
Your heart has become so hard
Your mind is so shallow
I must move away
From the darkness of your shadow
I’m tired of your lament
Offended by everyone
No one escapes your judgment
You’ve grown into a cynic
With a dark depressing soul
Once you were a baby
Whose mother loved you so
Your heart has become so hard
Your mind is so shallow
I must move away
From the darkness of your shadow
Published 11th Feb 2018
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