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I always thought They didn't care They did They still do I thought after we fought They were done They weren't They're still not I thought if I washed my hands of them They washed their hands of me They didn't They still don't I thought I knew What they were thinking I didn't I still don't Not completely But my older brother did And still does He knew how hurt they were When I thought they didn't care He knew how sad they were When I fought them all the time He knew how they didn't want to let me go When I made they separate from me I didn't know So I thought so many ugly things I didn't know They sometimes watched me sleep Thinking how proud they were I didn't know They always checked up on me not to smother me But to make sure I was always okay I didn't know That all the times I thought they were overprotective Was because they were scared of bad things happening to me I didn't know They loved me so much Or cared so deeply I didn't know All these things I still don't know a lot of them But he knew He still knows The things the youngest doesn't knew
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 9:21 PM UTC
The things the youngest doesn't knew
I always thought They didn't care They did They still do I thought after we fought They were done They weren't They're still not I thought if I washed my hands of them They washed their hands of me They didn't They still don't I thought I knew What they were thinking I didn't I still don't Not completely But my older brother did And still does He knew how hurt they were When I thought they didn't care He knew how sad they were When I fought them all the time He knew how they didn't want to let me go When I made they separate from me I didn't know So I thought so many ugly things I didn't know They sometimes watched me sleep Thinking how proud they were I didn't know They always checked up on me not to smother me But to make sure I was always okay I didn't know That all the times I thought they were overprotective Was because they were scared of bad things happening to me I didn't know They loved me so much Or cared so deeply I didn't know All these things I still don't know a lot of them But he knew He still knows The things the youngest doesn't knew
ThatGirlWithTheNotebook
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ThatGirlWithTheNotebook
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 9:21 PM UTC
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