by Julianne Smith

Created on: May 24, 2010

I think I'm falling. I'm drowning; flying through the air with no safety net.

I hear laughter, whispers as a slip slowly away from reality and into my own world of hurt and pain.

I close my eyes and wait for the earth to crash down around me; all I hear is the sound of my heart.

Through swollen red eyes I take a peek and see her shadow standing over me.

She stays silent, her love needing no words. Her heart on her sleeve.

She lifts me up and holds me close, because a sisters love can cure anthing.

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