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My Sister

When I Leave,
she cries.
When I need someone to believe,
she is always there.
Even though she falls for my pranks,
she is not afraid to tell me
when my jeans don't go with my tanks,
or if my socks don't match.
So sis' I love you,
even with all of your quirks,
just don't act stupid all the time,
because I can still be a jerk.

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  • Riftkin gold member
    July 23, 2007
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    this is a sweet poem for a sister.


  • FifthDove
    July 23, 2007
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    lol
    Hey I can relate to this, I have 5 sisters
    Thanks for entering