for my sister.
hello sister, i still miss you. how are you doing with that mister, the one that uses you in clever ways, the one i despised,and told you 'no.', but you still came back to him, in a daze? in a daze i'm not aware of, and not curious to find out. because whatever i tell you, you knock it off, change the subject, and put up the act. the act,i don't know where you got it from. but your obliviousness hurts. it cuts deep,within my heart, that's already been shattered, but you have added up, a fathom. so please,acknowledge your ways, before i completely break, after not seeing, talking, taunting you, for so long. and beyond of your mind, i know you miss me. it hurts you too, but i must not stress it. if it's for you,then what does it matter? i'll cease and falter, smile at you in wonder. in wonder how i got such a great sister, upper everything that happened. in wonder how you still thrived, while i'm the one that is deprived. also,i love you. i pray the ones from above, you'll live on like my beloved. you'll be better and have in heart, the thought of yourself,from me. your little sister, a weird creature, which you still cherished, nevertheless it did whisper you of me, and you broke down, like i did. </3.
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