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Jul 16
My Sister, I Speak from My Heart
My sister, why can’t we talk like we used to?
We used to laugh together, now we cry alone.
I ask myself, did I fail you?
Am I such a bad brother to you?

I remember how you held me when I was little,
But now your words often cut me deep.
Yet even when you hurt my heart,
I still love you, because you’ll never be my enemy.

I cry because I miss you,
I wish you would come back to me as my true sister.
Please look at me and see your brother again,
Because without you, my heart is dying slowly.
Written by
Tshegofatso  17/M/Pimville soweto
(17/M/Pimville soweto)   
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