Betrayal

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A brother to cling on was all I need
A brother to plant in me more of a seed
A brother in comfort and a hand to feed
A brother to win and lose in creed

Your words were more than a placenta cord
You were a type I wouldn't afford
Your life was exemplary till you drew your sword
And turned dreams to mares so absurd

How can I trust even my kind?
When these lovers turn love so blind
How do I search my world to find?
A word to speak but tears behind

Why have green trees turned pale
When it rains with no cloud out in ail?
Sinking greatly built ships amidst sail
But breezing like and uncontrollable gale.

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