Tuesday, June 21, 2022

Sister

 Sister,

Show me that you care.

Sister,

Instead of treating me like this.

Sister,

Show me that your are sorry.

Sister,

The day that you hit me.

Sister,

Even though you wont change.

Sister,

Remember that you should.

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