One a sister, one a brother
One a son, one a father, and one a mother
A dividing of hearts, a severing of souls
Pain and sadness settles on us all
Tears and anger, wounds abound
Once small, now large
Once happy, now sad
Once friends, now enemies
Defenses up, words as weapons
Now separated, solutions debated
Resolution distant, misery constant
Healing is a desire, a dream
Lay down our defenses
Longing for the hearts embrace
Tears turn into laughter
Time can heal all wounds
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