My Brother, My Killer

A lot of thoughts and questions run through my head,
What did I do wrong, and what should I have done instead.
We were both on the same team, at least that’s what I thought.
We broke bread together and sat on the same table.
Shared jokes and laughter and we trained with the same master.
Blood, sweat, and tears; through it all we conquered all our fears.
We are the same, you and I.
But you stabbed me in the back, and left me there to die.
All I did was share,
And all you did was take.
All I did was love without condition,
and all you did was hate with all ambition.
The same people who ask what happen to me,
Is the same that I ask to look in the mirror deeply,
For you are my brother,
You tell me.

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