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I can't take my brother from another mother,

talking about you like you're the same as every other,

sick of hearing he's happy we both did,

if only he and she knew how long i kept my feelings for her hid,

open the lid she did just to close it quickly,

before it closed she grabbed all it's contents swiftly,

can't take this remembering crap much more,

bout to tie a string to them and my door,

then slam it shut, like you did me,

i can't take this pain above my belly,

why couldn't you tell me we were just a thing?

just a hook up, just a summer fling,

can't take remembering and replaying every memory,

attacking me mentally, physically and emotionally,

sooner or later, something will get better,

if not, then i lived through every single letter.