Saturday, 5 November 2011

My baby sister, a prince’s wife...


The girl with long hair,
The girl for whom I deeply care,
The girl whose smile is brighter than sunshine,

The one who talks nonstop even when not fine,
The girl who is the love of my life,
My baby sister, a prince’s wife...

She is the one I adore,
The one who deserves so much more,
I wish I can be with her,
Every moment, every time
But I’m afraid because of me,
She won’t be able to shine.
For I am not what I should be,
She would never consider me,
As the idol I want to be,
As the person I can’t be.

For I have made her cry,
So much that her eyes went dry.
I have been so bad to her,
We fought like we could rip each other.
 
But I don’t know how,
It all became wow.
I became her love, she my life,
Now we hug and we cry.
We jell so well,
And raise a living hell.
Cause she is the love of my life,
She is my darling,
My baby sister and a prince’s wife...

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