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Jan 2014
I feel the feeling
That engulfs me whole
Into a paradise of despair
I never had a sister
You never had a brother
Yet now we both do
Your youthful innocence
Your elate brilliance
That loves me regardless
Brings me to tears every time
I leave you
You don't understand
Who I am
But even if you did
You would still adore me
Through all of my spite
One day you will understand
Who your brother really is
That day I will walk down to Hell
So you can one day walk up to Heaven
And if you come calling
I promise
I will fight through the torment
The torment of my wicked past
Just to see your face again
My beautiful sister
Mira
Dr O
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Dr O  United States
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