Monday, July 6, 2015

Sister

Had she been my sister,
I do not think,
We could be closer,
Then we are now.

Had she been my blood,
I do not think,
We could have bad blood,
At any point.

Had she been related,
I do not think,
We could be created,
To sink better.

Had she not been herself,
I do think,
She would be,
The one I'd choose.

Had she not been herself,
I would stay awake,
With her all these nights,
To find,
What she has lost.

Had she been anything other,
Then who she is,
Then I would be,
Everything else, who I am then?

Had she been, then I was,
Had I been, then she was,
My sister, I missed her.

Cause we can't always colour inside the lines...




















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