I like to hide sticky notes around the house that remind me
Sometimes the notes sing to me in a melody that I can't ignore
And the notes of perfume that cling to my nose are daunting
My eyes glued to any glimpse of the notes that I find
The taste of them give off a bitter note that I love and hate
But the only note I can't seem to find
is the one I can hold in my hands
Must've lost it somewhere..
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 11:17 PM UTC
I like to hide sticky notes around the house that remind me
Sometimes the notes sing to me in a melody that I can't ignore
And the notes of perfume that cling to my nose are daunting
My eyes glued to any glimpse of the notes that I find
The taste of them give off a bitter note that I love and hate
But the only note I can't seem to find
is the one I can hold in my hands
Must've lost it somewhere..
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