Sisterly Love
A head of brown hair
Straight as can be
Sparkly grey eyes
She means a lot to me
Guarded as can be
That smile is fake I see
Let me in I beg you
It's me you're talking too
Hold a barrier over my face
While you tell me all that I don't know
Not sure if I'm ready to know
But anyway
But let's go
Ridhwaanh is her name
Unique as can be
Manages to make me smile
She's kinda special to me
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