If I doubted my hate of you
for just one second
it was reconfirmed in the
terrified eyes of my brother
tears streaming down his face
as he told me he needed to be
hugged
as he told me, heartsick,

"I'm going to be just like him...
dear god I'm going to be him."

03/05/2006

Author's Note: I hate you so much. I hate what you've done to us.

Posted on 03/05/2006
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