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27 dresses on repeat

I am afraid that no one will ever want me

Because as soon as they see her

They will bow at her feet

Overwhelmed by her perfection

I will become invisible

When her beauty shines so bright it blinds them

They will become deaf to my words

When they hear the angelic melody hers form

I will become a brick

When they touch the feathery silk that is her skin

I will become empty space

When she becomes their entire world

And I will be forced to smile and be happy

When she finds the love I’ve been craving for so long

I’ll have to

Because she,

She is my sister

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Written by
ironatmosphere
Published
Jun 2, 2014
Lines·Words
17·111
Notes

And I,

I can’t stop loving her just because of my own imperfections

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#love#happy#her#sister#invisible#they#second
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