Sparkling gravestone

~~It can shimmer, it can shine,
It can laugh and it can sing.
It can be so very happy,
It can have a jolly ring.

It is blessed, it is fine,
It’s a beauty, it is nice.
It is special, it is sleek,
It cost an inflated price.

It is my most prized possession;
Gives me reason for my life.
It keeps me on the edge
And it makes me run from strife.

It’s my brother’s sparkling gravestone.
It can put me on a high.
(see, I killed my dear old brother;
I swear it ain’t a lie)

The reason for its power;
Why I want to stay on earth
Is cuz living with him is sour;
been that way since date of birth.

I cant live with him, I know
Which is why im scared of death;
Being up there with my bro
Takes away my sparkling breath.