Choices pooled in your hands, now you're enslaved by commands
How I have failed you. For years, I drew my sword and collided
Ever shackled to the past, to anger young and misguided
I think of you now, and I just miss my little brother
It's amazing how deep, the ways we damage each other.
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Every time I tell someone new about it, no matter how I say it, I have another breakdown. They're getting smaller. I guess I usually put it out of my mind.
