After all this time.
They say after all this time I should be able to let go of her.
However, I cannot.
She was my
World
Child
Little duck
Sister
And most of
My own love.
First, I lose my father before I was twelve
Then it is time for Prim first reaping.
She is more then my sister she is my life however she is gone now.
Every time I see a primrose flower, I cannot help but remember her first steps.
She will always be a child.
An angel that is free of the pain.
You would think that with all the death I had seen I would have become numb to her death however, something in me snapped when she was slaughterer.
My world taken and I do not think I will ever be the same.
I no longer have my little duck here with me.
I know she was doing what she thought was best.
I saw Prim broken body like my heart laying there.
I had wished I had died and not her.
They call me the girl on fire.
It was only a name to be because I have never truly killed by fire.
Prim was the reason I became the girl on fire.
*A poem I wrote based on the Hunger games. The love Katniss had for her sister Prim. I hope you all like it and tell me what your think.*