Her Sister Her Mentor
A lost soul, a troubled heart,
her mind confused and wrought
The tears she shed, a direct result of happiness torn apart!
What can she do, where does she go
she's asked herself, but why?
she grows to hate, the empty nights, when tears begin to flow!
Just when she thinks she can't go on
There's nowhere else to turn
she talks to them and pours her heart, until her tears are gone!
To you her sister, she holds so dear,
she wants to tell you this,
In her mind and in her heart, you'll always be held near
To You her Mentor, whom she so adores,
she gives You much respect
Without Your help, she knows her spirit would never have been restored!
she loves you both with all her heart
And thanks you very much
she hopes the friendship that we've formed is never torn apart!
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