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first words she heard me first steps she was right beside me first day of school she was in the class next door we’re two halves in a whole we’re twins sharing practically everything from clothes to crooked smiles big feet to best friends some might say we’re the same and they couldn’t be further from the truth our shared genes could never cross the gap between friends and strangers stuck in the middle speaking to her in the morning is like walking through a minefield dangerous and unpredictable never knowing if she’s in a bad mood or worse usually moody rarely happy always dramatic at least she is around me i wake her up she takes a shower straightens her hair puts on liquid black eyeliner to show off green eyes the same color as mine she stands tall always over me suffocating casting a shadow with broad shoulders she can’t find the energy to give me a compliment ever however she continues to point out my flaws at six in the morning i’m tired i can count on one hand the number of times she really hugged me the number of times she really felt my pain when Ton died when Grandpa passed when Dad screamed i was a failure that’s it i wish you would try to understand through the hair disasters bike rides movie nights recitals adventures walks runs deaths crashes tears laughs screams you were there yet when i feel alone when i need you you’re gone talking to some guy on the phone you ignore me you don’t know you don’t understand and i have to rely on someone who doesn’t know me like you do because ****** my sister isn’t here
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May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 5:40 PM UTC
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first words she heard me first steps she was right beside me first day of school she was in the class next door we’re two halves in a whole we’re twins sharing practically everything from clothes to crooked smiles big feet to best friends some might say we’re the same and they couldn’t be further from the truth our shared genes could never cross the gap between friends and strangers stuck in the middle speaking to her in the morning is like walking through a minefield dangerous and unpredictable never knowing if she’s in a bad mood or worse usually moody rarely happy always dramatic at least she is around me i wake her up she takes a shower straightens her hair puts on liquid black eyeliner to show off green eyes the same color as mine she stands tall always over me suffocating casting a shadow with broad shoulders she can’t find the energy to give me a compliment ever however she continues to point out my flaws at six in the morning i’m tired i can count on one hand the number of times she really hugged me the number of times she really felt my pain when Ton died when Grandpa passed when Dad screamed i was a failure that’s it i wish you would try to understand through the hair disasters bike rides movie nights recitals adventures walks runs deaths crashes tears laughs screams you were there yet when i feel alone when i need you you’re gone talking to some guy on the phone you ignore me you don’t know you don’t understand and i have to rely on someone who doesn’t know me like you do because ****** my sister isn’t here
leah-vee
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leah-vee
American
May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 5:40 PM UTC
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