Sister of pain
coming to drain
my blood in champaign
for the sister of vain.
Sister of shame
burning from my flame,
claiming I'm to blame
for this unfair game.
Sister of confusion
calling in delusion,
no one coming for transfusion,
I stood without a conclusion.
Sister of tears,
people think she clears
your mind from fears
but nothing disappears.
Sister of knowledge
giving away her storage
that I have to receive in college,
too early to acknowledge.
All sisters of sorrow
are here for my marrow,
to walk me through this narrow
path I chose to harrow.
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