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Hey, Little Brother
by Author Reinvented

Hey little brother,
What happened here?
When you were younger,
You used to be so dear.

You'd play with your trucks, then you'd brush my barbies' hair.
Now you walk with a strut, say all women are sluts, and speak with a sneer.

Hey little brother, what happened here?
When we were younger, you used to be so dear.

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In Mourning
by Jamie B

You are dead to me
And I don’t mean that as an insult or as a stab at you but I feel as if the Michael I knew and cared for died in that moment.
I am in mourning of my lover.
Thinking of seeing you now repulses me, the thought of your very touch makes me quiver.
I can never forgive you for this, not because I won’t but because I can’t.
You’ve brought me to my lowest low in a time where I need all the support and courage and confidence and strength I can muster.
You are dead to me.
A whole new feeling to the phrase filled with sorrow.
I will never not feel this empty sharp pit or this hot furious pounding pulsating from my ears when I hear that phrase being used.
Shame on you.

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Hey, Little Brother
by Author Reinvented

Hey little brother,
What happened here?
When you were younger,
You used to be so dear.

You'd play with your trucks, then you'd brush my barbies' hair.
Now you walk with a strut, say all women are sluts, and speak with a sneer.

Hey little brother, what happened here?
When we were younger, you used to be so dear.

......

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In Mourning
by Jamie B

You are dead to me
And I don’t mean that as an insult or as a stab at you but I feel as if the Michael I knew and cared for died in that moment.
I am in mourning of my lover.
Thinking of seeing you now repulses me, the thought of your very touch makes me quiver.
I can never forgive you for this, not because I won’t but because I can’t.
You’ve brought me to my lowest low in a time where I need all the support and courage and confidence and strength I can muster.
You are dead to me.
A whole new feeling to the phrase filled with sorrow.
I will never not feel this empty sharp pit or this hot furious pounding pulsating from my ears when I hear that phrase being used.
Shame on you.

......

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