Her

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You say she's your sister but you wanna be her mister;

You talk about her like you wanna see her;

Her body gives you Butterflies and by seeing your eyes I can say that you need her;

Her hair,her body,her eyes.. everything about her screams 'see her';

The only thing that I realise now is that I'll never be her...

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