The Love of a Sister
My Sister, she is beautiful
and when I say beautiful
I mean when your with her your eyes will light up
She is my everything
She is my rock
I cannot imagine a world without her
she is always there
She is my big sister so I look up to her
and I think she looks up to me to
and not because I am taller
we both are figuring out life and wo we are
together
helping eachother push and strive fow what we deserve
she my everything
not a day goes by that goes by that I dont tell her I love her
not day goes by where I dont jump on her just to cuddle
she is the one who made magic spells to make her sick baby sister get better
she is the one who made hersister smile the day she was planning on taking her life
she would take a bullet for me
and i for her
she is my person my bestfriend
and mean that
she is my silver linning
she is my reason to live
she is the "thing" I cannot live without
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