Sliding down the banister
Your arms waiting
Silly and sinister
The perfect match for your little sister
One drag at a time
We’ll figure the rest out together
Fur coats and sunglasses
Jovial hearts but we walk like badasses
I won’t forsake what you started
At times the grief hurts so bad
I can’t handle it
I smell your teen spirit
I scream our favorite songs
I’m clawing through jungles of traps
Cuz all I hear is
“Little sis I got your back”
And I know you do
This determination I feel
Imprinted by you
The memories are coming back
The crazy times
A wild and fearless love
Dammit that you’re gone
But we were rockstars once
Souldier Girl 
Sounds like good times and fond memories. Bitchin’ poem! Or is it bad ass rad?
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Ha!! Both of those work wonderfully! You made me smile, thank you :))
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Reblogged this on Jin Okubo.
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Gotta love the attitude in this. Great stuff.
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Well thank you Richard!
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Welcome 🙂
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Powerful poem.
Hey Bobo, you´re still a fucking rockstar by the way.
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You Just made my day. *screenshot
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Yes we were. X
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;))
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Xxoo,,,😘😘😘
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I’ve missed you beautiful! 😘
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Yours is just such a heart rendering and passionate release!
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Love that you can feel that. Thank you Musings
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