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A Brother


Serenity is fleeting A butterfly, a blink And as He nods, so slowly yawns I catch a grin, a wink He doesn't know how wonderful How special, how unique His cheesy jokes, His curly hair The way He calls me "geek" He doesn't know He make me feel Like the sun shines just for me He doesn't know He's my angel But I know it's meant to be He must have fallen from a star Or risen from the sea His joy is otherworldly I hope someday He'll see How much He means to me
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I am a seriously messed up girl with some crazy-shit problems. Poetry has always been my escape, and I want to share it with the world.

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