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Tshegofatso 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.

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