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sit there
stare at me
make me cry until you're filled with enternal glee
nothing makes it better
that time you cut up my sweater...
our parents sit and say im to blame
im so sick and tired of your little games
maybe some day i'll look day fondly of these times
but right now, little brother, it just seems like a crime



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