I see your tears as they drop, one by one
And I cry with envy, you are the cherished child
I will admit my hate runs deep but this newfound
Air that I shall breath, will take me away
To a place of never ending fury
Yet little sister, you are my life
I shall love till the end
Don't take this hate filled air and inhale
Its just a horrible dream
That I hope will float away
Little sister I shall love you to the bitter end
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Oh, How Cold And Treacherous
PoetryA short poems that I hope you all like or relate to This is a picture from google.