My Brothers, by *Psychopathic Child* Subscribe to rss feed for *Psychopathic Child*

My brothers are so sweet
Always there in times of need

My brothers are responsible in many ways
Never once did I think to run away

My brothers taught me many things
Gave advice day by day

My brothers are so funny
Laughing so hard I fall to my knees

My brothers are so fierce
They protected me from my nightmares

My brothers raised me to be nice and kind 
Taught me everything I know

My brothers are my hero's 
And I will pass the lessons on to my son
Posted: 2017-09-01 22:38:13 UTC

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