I love you my sister

That's not her.

I do know

how we were.

Get up and tell me sister.

What's the matter?

Why did you shatter?

What!

He called you a whore

because of what you wore.

He abused you

and used you

He did not care.

How did he dare?

He is a lag.

He's a douche bag.

What happened was bad.

That did make me sad.

You have no dearth.

Look at your worth.

You need not worry

but please don't hurry.

He was a flu.

I'm there for you.

I love you.


- Christopher Britto

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