.My poet my brother the wicked child
Who wrote his verse to tame the wild
His song was terrifying true 'cause all that love had gone
The ink that sweats beneath his eyes spoke of pain where comfort lies
And I watched him pen a perfect sonnet even as he cried
Oh, merciful love of mi.
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