October 26, 2010
My dearest sister,
How are you broken, when you look so whole?
How could you be sad, when your life is so full?
Such a beautiful girl, inside and out.
So why do you always sit there and pout?
Why do you say that you’re broken inside?
That this awful boy has damaged your stride?
You are strong; don’t let him screw up your pride.
Enjoy your life, Hang on for the ride.

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