As i sit alone
and cry to myself...

This poem was written for me by my sister who I've...
she's an artist of sorts...

I can't believe you'd
compare her to me...

I no longer cry tears of blood
although I still have feelings to...

She rides along
Sun glowing on her face...

Right now I want to cut
just take all my pain away...

How can you feel complete
and whole with love...

The worst thing I thought could ever happen
Would be to gain a pound...

Sunlit kisses
Eskimo nose-rubs...

It's a constant game
Of take and steal...

Have you ever been hurt so deep
Just by your reflection...

Mysterious and alluring
Seductive and strange...