These are the ones I grew up with, they are my family.
I love each and everyone of them, the roots of my family tree.
My sisters and I, we have fought and we have cried.
With every teardrop came some long over due lies.
But we never meant to say goodbye.
My brothers are the feisty ones,
really in words, some were left undone.
It doesn't matter what we have went through in the past.
They are my brothers, a bond that will last.
Time had passed on, but we have remained strong.
These are my siblings for life.
Sorrowfully we went through some strife.
In the end we were able to repair what was broken in two.
A love for family, a love that not everyone knew.
We may not be perfect but we come from a family of love.
And to be honest, I think that is enough.
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