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A Poem For My Sister
Love makes us liars
No, its lust
It overtakes your mind
Finding temporary happiness
Love should make you more content
Flying high, jubilant
A loss for words
Not common sense
So tell me,
What proves your phony love is so intense?
Is it the guilty pleasure of doing wrong?
Or the heartbreak you caused along?
Is it the delirious fantasy you think is right?
Or my countless, sleepless nights?
Your selfishness is above and beyond
Your lust is just way to strong
Did you forget or can you not see
The sister I used to know you...