Dedicated to all poor, elder siblings
The day my world turned upside down,
The day I was deprived of my golden crown,
That was the day the Devil showed up in my home,
Not with horns or a burning mace,
But instead with a cute smile and a babyface,
It was a traitor, an imposter,
The Devil who made my life a roller coaster,
My parents called it a "brother",
It enchanted both my father and mother,
But I didn't come under its spell,
I knew it was a monster with a bad smell,
I often wondered why it came,
Was it to rob me of love and fame?
The only thing I knew,
My days of joy were left but a few!
A:N= That's me in the picture tacked up there but I am selling my brother for some more money because I wanna profit from his departure!
Ugh, I am a horrible brother!
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A Poem Called Life
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