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Younger but Wiser


I could not live without my brother,

sure, we fight and bicker,

but over the years our relationship has gotten thicker. 

And for that I must thank my mother. 

 

Our relationship means everything to me,

yes we have had our fair share of fights,

but we were bestfriends by the end of the night.

Communication is always the key.

 

we talk about everything from the past to the future,

about the what ifs and the what could have been's 

about the truths and dangers very now and then

his wisdom is my suture 

 

 

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sweetchocolate

i am a creative soul that just loves to express myself....all of the pain and hurt of being who i am needs to come out in a creative way

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