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    Seeing her happy face in the videos she's posted,
    hearing her silly laughter coming from the screen,
    rereading the hurtful messages that ended our friend ship...

    Makes me think of the fights me and my sis used to have,
    the times our best friend Maggie would make us forget why we were mad.
    The endless nights of laughter when we slept over at each other's house,
    the time we nicknamed my sister hungry child for her silliness,
    and the times we used to play in the snow during winter.

    All the hugs and the caring words that told us that she cared,
    the only one who was nice to me when I came to this dreadful place
    the one who taught me happiness all over again.
    the one who showed me what friendship really is,
    the one we never gave up on,
    even when she started not to care,
    the one who could come back to us if ever someone turned her away.
    The friend who sort of took us for granted,
    the one who's put us through pain,
    but most of all the one we hurt, when we were only trying to show her the right way...

    we mistreated her when we tried to show her the truth,
    and now she's gone away.
    the only thing that I can now say,
    is that pain has taken me away,
    my sister is a mystery to me,
    and now I sit here with jealousy,
    wishing for a perfect world,
    where nothing would have gone this way...

    I miss her every day,
    and I am so disturbed,
    I want to be there for my sister,
    but how can I?
    She doesn't tell me anything
    and we used to be so close,
    now everything has been torn apart,
    and I'm writing this all from my broken heart.
    There are times I took this all for granted,
    I guess this is what I get,
    for never being the smarter one,
    and showing that I'll always care.
    I want my sister to be my closest friend again,
    I want the friend I used to have to help me through my pain again.
    But I guess that may never happen,
    and so this is the end...
    =(

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