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I can't spend another night crying,
one more night listening in,
on my parents' fighting,
their hateful words,
their screaming.
Yes, my brother can be a handful,
but he's the best you'll ever meet.
He's been through so much,
he's such a soldier but he's beat.
I might just break,
let my life collapse, tumble down.
I've lived with it so long.
There's nothing I can do
without a deep, hovering frown



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