Sister
By pyrosfire
how many times have you invited me and told me not to leave then again you left me in anger and rage because of one day of pain you gave your life away he could never see... see this.. your my sister the sister you left me.. left me without this love exist from the blood that constricts when we meet through fist from our birth and of our first breaths risk he didnt cry when those cuffs were on your wrist guess who did so yes you taught me in early age later to be taught by me not to allow senseless heart ache but to no avail to prove your love he put you in jail for all i have tried to prevent by letting you vent and when i had finally tired of hearing you cry you went out and fired your last breath in the free world for him two bullets and your life expired sister my best blister for you... my heart will never weitherthis is very personal, just tell me if you would feel the same for a sibling you have Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 11:18 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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