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Brother


You know me better than anyone

You love me more than all

My jealousy towards the second son

At first I wanted you to fall

 

Following me 'round with foot and eye

You imitated everything

While I was reaching for the sky

To me, you were aspiring

 

But then that summer Freshman year

Things did surely change

I no longer wanted to steer clear

Only myself there was to blame

 

Now I love you more than all

Together we will rise and fall

Oh Second Prince, my confidant

Your achievements I so gladly flaunt

 

Jealousy, there is no more

Evil gone, our love restored

Cain failed to rear his ugly head

And now we're friends until we're dead

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