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Brother, I see you..
Hiding from truth's that have been unraveled,
putting on this front - that never backs you up.
A lie becomes two, one for me and vice versa;
the hurt is minimal on both ends of this stick -
it's the tree rooted from our families,
rotting from the inside out - in this reverse world.
Brother, I hear you..
Screaming from another day, rushing away from shelter.
Your confidence lacks hardy; each dose is too much
to watch. I'll listen & converse while you ignore me.
Be this machine, mechanized in hell - friend, fiend.
When your horns protrude, don't let them poke you
in the ass - that might hurt as much as it has family.
Brother, I smell you..
Something's fishy, everyone has caught on..
Reeling in an invisible shark is tough, especially
the bite backs, or back stabs in modern lingo.
Brother, I feel you..
Wanting the best but providing the worst is just,
to your mind - scrambled eggs is an equal comparison.
Financially you're poor & paying more than life -
it wastes away into a never ending drain,
but wouldn't you love that...
They deal you nothing but troubles,
too bad Deal or No Deal isn't an option clear enough
for ABC to understand.
Brother, you taste it...
Just spit it out.
Sneeze,
at least think about what is going on.
Where have we come?
Years of memories,
forgotten behind a prescription.
Hours of laughter now showered
by unclean substances.
A childhood - now broken,
for what?
A spell that is nearly irreversible?
I guess I created a monster,
& I've cast’d my spell on you...
But if I could go back in time as a witch,
I'd now turn you into a frog...
R.I.P Jared Christopher
June 9, 1992 - Present