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Little Sister
I walk down this dark path knowing where it leads, holding a small flower gently in my hand, As i walk the air is heavy as if the air is pressing all around me, I reach my destination a large old decrepit building, Still showing the burn marks on the windows and door, I hear a scream in the distance, Looking around knowing that no one is really there, Just that this building holds so many memories, Memories that are so hard to shake, Walking up to the steps to the door, Memories of lost ones flow in my head like a flash flood, That day I lost her, I lost my baby sister, I wish I could take it back, Take back what I said to her, "I hate you, your the worst sister ever", But really I don't hate you, I miss you every day, Wishing I could turn back time and change the last thing I said, But I can't, So every year I bring you your favorite flower, Hoping you'll forgive me one day, I think placing the fragile Daisy down on the first step, Turning and walking away, Looking back at the scarred house every so often, The wind blows, Faintly heard in the wind "I forgive you"
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