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Dearest Brother,
Do you remember
when we were just little kids,
and you promised that one day
it would be all better?
That Mom and Dad
would stop drinking
and finally figure out
that we needed them,
desperately.
Do you remember
when you and Big Bro 2
got to that age when you
stopped thinking upstairs,
and starting thinking
with your pants zipper poised,
halfway ready for a quick fix?
Neither of them saw
what was happening
right under their noses,
that were hovering over, eagerly,
that sweet, sweet
angel dust.
Do you remember
when they left us 3 home,
off to find a fix
just like you,
as I was guided back
to view Dad's secret collection?
They were busy,
and I all alone...
heart pounding as that sinking feeling
crawled into my gut.
Do you remember
how you just popped in that tape,
whispering, the both of you,
in my ear
that you wanted me
to do those things with you?
I'm sure you don't...
But I do.
Especially what happened
when I refused.
Do you remember, Dearest Brother,
what you did to me that day,
and the many to follow?
Do you remember the reasons
I don't like to be alone in a room
with you?
I'm sure you don't...
But I do.
Oh, I do...
Like it was just yesterday.
- by Sexydemongirl_69 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/11/2010 |
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