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Just a quip |
| She tells me that she hates me, When we scream and fight, Then she won't talk to me For the rest of the Night She tells me I am annoying When she is with her friends Then she will tell me I drive her to the ends She'll say I'm a pest And a waste of her time She will tell me that her life Is different than mine Then she will tell me the opposite That she loves me too She tells me I am a good sister And a good friend too She'll tell me I'm her best friend When we think of the thinks we went through But she'll never know how much I cried When she said "Sis, I'm proud of you." |