She and me

I am her and she is me
I am her breath and I am her life
I am her daughter and she's a dutiful wife
With a uniform of strength she wears
And blood stained tears she cries
I am her
And she is me
He is the man who is stern and difficult
She is the woman who is kind and significant
She is the one with those soft, gentle hugs
She is the woman who I love the most
She is my mother who I am now
She is my role model and definitely the one to wear the crown
He is the father that I love so dear
But she's got that weight for her to bear
She is me and I am her
We saw a reflection of each other
We realise that we are the same
I really wish I was she
And she wished she was me.



Poetry by *Ness*
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Written on 2016-10-02 at 23:23

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Confusing but intriguing nonetheless
2016-10-03