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Sister Stress

April 18, 2008
By Anonymous

Stinging, My face hurts
Like a sea of pain
She slapped me
Will she never learn?
I see her, my sister,
She stands in front of me
Still, shocked, angry
“Don’t touch me!”
Screaming. Could it be…Me?
“I hate you!”
The words,
Like bitter blood in my mouth.
Anger…It grabs me
And it will not let me go.
It is a rope
Pulling me in, I can’t get out
Boom…Boom…
Blood rushes to my head.
I can’t think, I can’t move
Will we ever be sisters again?


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