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Do you remember? remember the sound The million cicadas humming so loud That we didn't remember they were there Until we left Princeton  and could hear the silence again. Those cicadas  were 17 years old. Ten years older then us. Just discovering life. Just like us Remember the day we carved the four faced Jack o' Lantern Our artists mothers let us be messy Paper mâché bodies never grow up Can you count the times we jumped from the oak tree? On to the trampoline. Your brothers were mean The times we plotted against them. The times we went on adventures to the woods The time we tried to dig to china using spoons in my front yard. The time i fought over you with another girl The time you liked me back but never said The time you got sick and couldn't play The time the doctors took you away And you came back with a scar on the back of your head Stitches and bruises and blood on the bed The day we didn't play as much anymore. The day when we sold our house on palmer lane The day your mom's fiancé left and never came back The day we spent by the river And the day after when your mom brought roses And sprinkled them on the road As we drove south with the big yellow moving van Remember forgetting the time we remembered do you remember?
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Remember me?
Do you remember? remember the sound The million cicadas humming so loud That we didn't remember they were there Until we left Princeton  and could hear the silence again. Those cicadas  were 17 years old. Ten years older then us. Just discovering life. Just like us Remember the day we carved the four faced Jack o' Lantern Our artists mothers let us be messy Paper mâché bodies never grow up Can you count the times we jumped from the oak tree? On to the trampoline. Your brothers were mean The times we plotted against them. The times we went on adventures to the woods The time we tried to dig to china using spoons in my front yard. The time i fought over you with another girl The time you liked me back but never said The time you got sick and couldn't play The time the doctors took you away And you came back with a scar on the back of your head Stitches and bruises and blood on the bed The day we didn't play as much anymore. The day when we sold our house on palmer lane The day your mom's fiancé left and never came back The day we spent by the river And the day after when your mom brought roses And sprinkled them on the road As we drove south with the big yellow moving van Remember forgetting the time we remembered do you remember?
yael-zivan
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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