A poem about two sisters divided from the start and never making it back to each other.
You were supposed to be my first best friend
We were to look out for one another
I tried to always be there when things got rough
And though we grew up in the same home
You took a path separate from mine
We spoke less and less over the years
I tried to extend a hand and do what was right
But I lost you my sister and my first best friend
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