Pulled him outside.
And gave him a piece of my mind.
I told him not one more time.
Should he ever commit such a crime.

It made me sad, and I cried.
He was silent for most of the while.
I found out that my brother was the one who offered.
The black tar that's created this whole bother.

And I feel betrayed.
Two of my friends are the ones who have made.
The impressions upon my son.
Smoking meth and heroin.

I've betrayed myself.
These friends upon my shelf.
Taking my brother and bringing him to hell.

My friend of seven years.
Kelby, I'm standing with you in tears.
Kick you really hard in the shin.
Give you a hug and then go in.

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