Thursday, 17 January 2013

My Soul Sister

She's the angel of my life
Sometimes gives the pain of a knife
And makes me laugh the most
We're perfect like butter and toast.

We pull each other's hair
For each other, the most we care
Her mistakes, I take up
For lying or breaking a cup.

She's growing up real fast
But her childishness will last
For me, she's my little princess
Even though she's a mess.

I am nothing without her
I love being her big sister
She's my cutie cute pie
And I swear that's not a lie..

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