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Little brothers

Do you remember when

I smacked you down?

When I called you names?

Do you remember when

I used to always cry?

And just sceamed at you

To get the hell away?



Little brothers

Do you remember when

You would cring and scream?

At the whisper of my name?

Do you remember when

I never seemed to smile?

And your daddy got me alone

And told you to go out and play?



Little brothers

Do you know that

I regret everything I did?

I like to cut away my pain?

Do you know that

I feel like such a bitch?

When I ask "Am I your sister?"

And "Yes," "Forever," or "I love you."

Is all you have to say?



Don't you even remember

That I was once the source

Of all your misery and pain?