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Small Things

Aug 4, 2008, 9:58:05 AM by ~SchayRowe
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"Small Things"

        Sick-sweet
        Sick-sweet
The see-saw sings
We in the sun
With caterpillars on our soles
(Souls soaked with sun
Seasoned with
Sick-sweet
Berries overripe)
        With our sticky hands
Grasp at
Cream buns and lemondrinks
And tangerines (that smell the way
Sunshine should).
        Sick-sweet
        Sick-sweet
The see-saw sings
And moths like cold kisses
Whisper into our hearts
(Sick-sweet
Sick-sweet)
Too soon comes the end
Of the Holiday!

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Small Things "Small Things"

        Sick-sweet
        Sick-sweet
The see-saw sings
We in the sun
With caterpillars on our soles
(Souls soaked with sun
Seasoned with
Sick-sweet
Berries overripe)
        With our sticky hands
Grasp at
Cream buns and lemondrinks
And tangerines (that smell the way
Sunshine should).
        Sick-sweet
        Sick-sweet
The see-saw sings
And moths like cold kisses
Whisper into our hearts
(Sick-sweet
SiSmall Things by ~SchayRowe

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*AAinsanity Nov 28, 2007 Hobbyist Digital Artist

so i totally forgot to watch you and its been several months hasn't it? *shot*

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