Charming, daring and bold
that's you dear brother. Every
one you meet simply adores
you but me? That's where every
one says my heart grows cold.
Your touch sickens me to the
core. I don't know why it does.. People say I'm just jealous of
you. Could that even be true?
Nah, can't be I just hate you
more and more.
I can't blame you. You did not
ask to be born... But I still
don't like you, because when
you were born this “cold, black,
dark” heart of mine got torn.
You're not worth my hate, you
never were because it's not your fault. It's hers.
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I told you some poems were mean, please don't hate me... That's just how I feel. Thanks if some older siblings understand.
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