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Abel the Good Child
How I wished to break you
How I wished to shame you
As you've made me the evil child.
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Why was I never better?
Why can I never do better?
Where was I not better?
Why does this water taste so bitter?
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This life of mine seemed so dark
Destined to rot and fall apart
Yet you're still merry like an ugly art
With your happy words of joy and snark.
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Oh Abel! My brother Abel!
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So ugly and crude
Like a lowly brute
But why? Oh why?
I just don't see why.
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Why can you have the best,
While I suffer in defeat?
Why do you have it all,
While I have the least of them all?
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Oh Abel! The great and kind Abel!
Blame the bias of heavens
They gave you everything
And left none for me.
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I swore for revenge
Yes, you deserve revenge
Blame the heavens for favoring you
As though I was dirt compared to you.
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Oh Abel! My dearest Abel!
With your blood in my hands I am finally free!
Let the heavens watch as I dance in glee!
Let me laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh!
No I'm not crying, don't make me laugh!
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A wretched bird somehow fell
It appearance was ugly and bare,
So ugly beyond compare,
But a Crow treated it so dear and rare
That I fell on my knees next to my brother Abel.
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Oh Abel, I was jealous!
Why was I created mundane and earthly?
Why wasn't I like you, so pure and holy?
No one could tell me the reason why.
And the heavens won't tell me why.
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The Crow digged a hole without a sound,
Not big, not small, just enough for the ugly bird
Quietly, it gently pushed the ugly bird down the earth
And buried it deep under with all the mud that it found.
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I looked at Abel, so lifeless and still
And smiled and laughed at the heavens in reel
I digged the ground though I'm a heathen still
And buried his remains by my own will.
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