She said:
'Hold your breath,
hold it tight,
so when the dark comes
it'll pass you by.'
She held my hand
when night would scream
and she soothed me
when the monsters would bleed.
She was there when
body asked for forgivness,
when the mind was locked
and heart too weak to do anything;
my happines depended on her,
every tear and every sigh
was saved from going to waste.
So I'm standing here, on this bridge,
throwing ashes into Nile:
goodbye my guardian angel,
goodbye my beautiful big sister.
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