Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Dear Randi,

You have walked beside me
when the rain pelted my face
when the sun burned my cheeks
You have held my hand
when I fell apart
when I was whole
You have slept in my bed
when I couldn't bare to be alone
when I couldn't stop laughing
You have always accepted me
when I was being a bitch
when I was being funny
You are my sister
and I would be less of a person without you

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