my brother - or - my brother
By c.d.lee
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you were four and i was six
we planted this apple seed
covered in mud, hahaha
i remember mum went mad
we never really looked again
just went about our youth
we fought and laughed
we cried and laughed
we loved and laughed
you always seemed to me at least
one step ahead of me
for even your younger years
at school your grades better
everything you touched flourished
even had better looking girls
i spent money like water
you saved, how you saved
jealousy overcame me
when at seventeen you bought your bike
chromed and black wow
i hated you for it
i remember the policeman
telling mum you were....
oh my brother i wish
how i wish i could trade
come sit with me under our apple tree
you'd be suprised how much it has grown
i miss you so much
c.d.lee
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