8/7/12

Priority
By Maddie Voigt


I couldn't love my sister,
not after Sophie died.
I couldn't lose her,
she couldn't die.
I would crumble
into a pile
of pieces of myself
If I went through another infant's tragedy.
So I loved you instead.
You left anyway
and my sister is still alive.
What have I become?


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I'm fifteen years old, have been published in print twice. It is not the typical love story of two young kids, its something more complex. More painful.