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Big Sister

If her pain serves to please you She is all out of words If her joy won’t amuse you Her trust will be reserved She’s begun to realise That she’s not all at fault Deep beneath those hate-filled words She sees your true revolt Oh such verbal skill you have Howls harsh reality As deep beneath the silence Screams your veracity Buried ashes of someone Who hasn’t even wilted She’s still alive, so don’t give up Connections are just jilted Wade through the stupidity of your churlish stubborn ways That negative energy To get you through the days Rummage for responses Slave labour you can keep Contagious as those bitter words Adrenaline pumps deep Pull in those reigns that haunt you Take off your amour now Bite your nails down to the quick This hurt you should allow Be sorry, please recognise All those wasted chances Now they’re gone, and it’s too late All-in wicked glances Comments shoot straight to the bone Leave scars the blades so sharp Immune to those words she’s known Leave pin pricks in her heart To peel away in the heat Leave her raw and exposed Naked, pour out empty threats Words are super imposed Skin etches out the journey Grows each autumn and spring Overbearing bitterness Twisted comments brewing You will not admit but some days you miss her Your partner in crime, your big sister

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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