Sweet sister
Purple clouds form as the days go by
more and more pain starts to form in the sky
as I look away I watch my sweet sister fly away
into the clouds u go like u already forgot today
2•21 the best day turned into the worst day
the moment i gained my first heartbeat but the day my sister passed away
2•21 I gained my favorite again today - KDL
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