What does it take to be murdered
The retaliation for some deep rejection
What does it take to kill yourself
The retaliation for some deep rejection
Didn't the prodigal go out on his own
At his parent's strong suggestion
They knew his brother wouldn't make it
They thought the earth out there
Would teach him a lesson
He couldn't otherwise learn
So they equipped him with a secret self
A kind of homing device
Planted in his brain
Until it died and left them
Long nights waiting on the porch
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