Hurt Sister

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*Jaz's pov*

Someone yanked the razor from my hands. Setting it down, the person I now recognized as Justin hugged me. Little did I realize that he was crying. "Jaz why? Why'd you believe them?" he whispered. I shook my head, not really sure what to say. Finally I replied, "I don't know. There were just so many people saying mean things, it was so easy to believe." For a few minutes we stayed that way. Justin sighed. "Jaz, you are so much better than this. You mean so much to all of us. Me especially."

Seeing my brother pour his heart and soul out to me nearly did me in. I wiped his eyes, clearing away his tears. Sitting on the couch, we cuddled. As we sat there I began to sing my first song, Love Is.

Love is said to be painful
An aching pain
Love is said to be hurtful
Hurting us again

Love, I've been told is bliss
Shown through a hug and kiss
Love, I've been told is heaven
My lucky number seven

Love, I know is my drug
An addiction
Love, I know is my favorite hug
My affliction

Love is, love is, love is
Love is, love is everything
Let me hear you sing
Sing it baby, yeah

Love is what we need
In our darkest hour
Love is what we need
When our lives go sour

As I finished I noticed that Justin was asleep. Snuggling into him, I fell asleep next to my brother.

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