Sisters
She has no idea how much I rely on her,
the only reason I am still together
is because of her loving patience.
She seems so happy
but i know the inside is broken.
Though
through all the hardships
she was never taken away,
and for that I will be forever grateful.
So lost in our shaky life,
not realizing she is my hope,
my hope for something better.
Her large eyes and extraordinary personality
I wish were mine.
Yet guilt would eat me alive
if I took anything from her.
My sister, my best friend.
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