You think I hate you
but I don't
I just love
picking on you
That's what
I'm here for
You'll always
be my little sister
Nothing can change
that
I taunt and tease
but I don't try
to hurt you
I don't pay attention
to you
but I don't not care
You're my sister
It's what I'm supposed to do
That's my job
this poem was written for my little sister, Dharma
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