BROTHA

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A letter to my mother is sweet divine
A letter to my father is better than fine
A letter to a lover is just a prize
But a letter for you my dear is just for me to cry

The words you thought you've just thrown
But it almost killed me, I know
They made me fiercer to the point
I almost forgot your my brother, oh no

I've already done my best, but I think its not enough.
My comfort zone that was named home 'where is it?'
I've failed to reach your expectations instead
I amazed you with my shortcomings and failures

Thank you for making me tougher
Thank you for making me more cautious
Thank you for the tantrums and rants
Even tho your not the nicest, your still my brother.

9/15/18
4:24 pm


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