I see him suffer seeing her..
I see him suffocate around her..
I see him not wanting to look at her..
I see him like I've never seen him before..
I see myself in him..
I've seen him embracing the dark..
now I see him walking into the light..
I could see it..
my younger brother, lighten up..
I don't want him to leave...
But leaving is good for him..
Leaving makes him himself again..
Leaving is good..
Leaving is good..
and I believe in him..
I believe in him..
I believe in him..
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