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I am my Own Big Sister

She talks to you and you yell back

I am my own big sister

She's kind to you and you attack

I am my own big sister

She tries her best and you don't at all

I am my own big sister

I know you won't be there when I fall

I am my own big sister

My tears are falling, and I'm alone

I am my own big sister

I just want to be happy in my own home

I just want my big sister

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Written by
whitney-b
American
Published
May 19, 2014
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Ever feel like your family is falling apart? And your sort of just....there. I promised a long time ago that if she won't make my mother proud, than I sure as hell will.

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