Monday, February 20, 2012

A Familiar Stranger


A thorn under my skin,
The bonds of blood
Caring too much for someone who
Hates.
Me.
--
My sister and I are different
She lives one way, I live another
We like different things, see things differently, value different things
 An understatement
--
Even if she grew up,
Would I forgive her?
How can I forgive
This hurt?
How can someone
Grow out of their hate?
--
My sister and I may never be friends.
Familiar Strangers

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