Dear Brother, I am sorry
I am sorry I made you mad all those times
Long ago before I knew better
You yelled at me
We had our fights, but in the end
We always got over it
It would take minutes,
Or sometimes days
You were my best friend growing up
You never knew that
Until now
The house feels empty without my brother here
You're off at college with all your pals
While I'm here in Dexter
With Jasper
An attempt to fill a void
Home doesn't feel like home
With a German in your room
Being my "Brother"
Please forgive me for when we fight,
You're the oldest, and must always be right
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