My Sister

I have a sister who once had sex with a mister she once was an angel with flapping wings now she's a witch who cares about mean and ugly things in nightmares i see with big, twisted horns her garden is nothing but dead roses and thorns her heart is bitter she deleted her twitter her eyes become red in the moon the angel will disappear very soon oh look! she has to deleted her facebook! does that mean that i have my own thing as mine? it is annoying when she copies me does that mean when i'm older, she'll drink my red wine? gee, i hope not her demon chases all innocents down the streets cornering them in a parking lot what a witch she is my sister? no not this qualities this creature has are hers, qualities that i miss my sister this creature my sister