i bet you wore an lovely brother
sure you might have those siblings fights
that your parents are really proud for the son they still have
for person you become that fight for human rights
yeah i could tell your morals when i crash into you
and i think that why i became fond of you
when i saw your character develop my heart stop
and my feet gave up , yeah you wore just my cup
of tea , still wonder what you think of me ?
i remember watch your eyes like it wore telly
jump in them like a fountain and begin to scribble the first outcast of my poetry
nothing can describe the empathy and sympathy you show me , its pure love
even down on earth i felt like i wore heaven above
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