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Skrev denna genom ögonen på min syster. Hon är min stora avundsjuka, jag tämligen är avundsjuk på hennes liv. Så enkelt, så motbjudande, så fullständigt oroväckande. Jag skrev denna om henne för att hon brukar se mig ibland, men kan inte hjälpa mig ur sit


Helpfull, not that much

Play dearest one
I offer you a game
Big sister Mercy
Together, siblings we are
But different by fate
Smiling and graceful
I am fortunate by deed
Birth came to me second
Lost faith to the first
Doesn't ask for kindness or charm
Accept your future to reveal
A dream to break your seal
Oh if I could give I'd offer rubies and nuggets of gold
Faith maybe then and my feelings so bold
Sculpt yourself from pieces of clay
Run down the ridge
Embrace yourself proudly and say
Oh sister sister
Fear is no longer, tears are no more
Run my trace
Some ships sailin' some still at shore
But fortunate by deeds




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Publicerad 2009-02-02 21:34



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