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by sarah Feb 14, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
My brother, A friend that's true. A brother who has protected, Me from you. My brother, The one you so called love. You've been playing him like a fool. But we see who you really think of. You need to stop, Cause it's driving me insane. Because if you don't. You will be put to shame. You say it's not people's business, But they can't really help what they see. Just please let him go, So he can be free. Someday he will find out, And there won't be anything you can say. You need to face up to your actions, And then stay the hell away.