For My Sisters
from every thing that's good and bad,
through all the memories that we have,
our feelings will remain the same,
no matter who's to blame.
through all the things that we've shared,
nothing could really compared
to all the joy's, secrets and love
of our purity and innocents of a dove.
there's times we feel alone or lost,
from the summer nights to the winters frost,
u know i 'll be your shoulder to cry on,
and you'll always have a place in my heart
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