She loves her sisters
Two of them, jewels to her
She takes them under her wing
Protecting, teaching, loving
One, two.
She loves him, that boy
Worried she's messed up
Her best friend and worst enemy
He understands her, hurts her
Three.
She loves her friends
These are the ones that stay
They question how, not why
They are her companions
Four.
She loves the mask she dons
Hiding everything behind it
That funny, careless, flirty mask
Covering a soul of shadows
Five.
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