I knew he was trouble
but I didn't realize
he was in trouble

I didn't even know him
Well, I sort of kind of did
once upon a time
but we were kids

He was my only cousin
on my father's side
and the only one I
had met, played with
He was like me
he was family -
the only sip I'd had
(a sweet metallic flavor)
from that particular

and now he's dead
and I didn't even know it
how could I?
we lost contact with my dad's
side of the family

This isn't about me
except I didn't know him
so it is
it's about how I knew
he was trouble
but refused to see
he was in
and how sad
I feel about that

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