Siblings

We are seven

so many

They taught me everything

why did I stutter?

They tackled the bullies

there were other wounds

I feel the scars

they don’t hurt

We were close 

I ran away

I am coming back 

their arms are open 

We have the same eyes 

we see different things

Our voices are similar 

we say different things

Our parents are the same

we are different

Father

no father

Know too much

know nothing

We argue, we bicker

we agree, we help

Our lives are separate

we connect

We are together

from start to finish

Fun, love, joy, promise, future

rage, splits, anger, sorrow, past

Always together

lives apart

Forever

now

We grew up

we grow closer

Siblings, Life, Love


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