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A short tale of jealousy, and what happens when you lose control. For the prompt, sisters.

S i s t e r

For the prompt, Sisters.

The polar opposite

A mirror image of myself

When I looked at her, I saw perfection

When she looked at me, she saw failure

I have never met anyone as perfect as her

And I was jealous

It filled my body with rage, and it spilled out of my mouth in the form of foul words and poisonous sentences

And I lost control

Why did she have to be perfect?

Blood wouldn't be on my hands

On my shirt

On my face

In my hair

If she wasn't perfect,

If I was better

Her body wouldn't be lying on her floor

Dead

Bleeding

Gone

I really loved her, but they won't believe me

I guess no one will, now.

Because I will never be perfect, not as perfect as her.

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