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Her little toes splashed in the puddle Her eyelids fluttered and she pursed her lips She'd formed a smile, and it's all I remember now It was just a walk in the rain, she was my clumsy cousin Whose little stubby hand wrapped around my thumb Was the only thing that kept her walking, but she Was everyone's sunshine, now Raindrops falling on that marble necklace of hers Crashing, splashing...they bounced up and down, her brown curls For she knew not how to stay still, even though she knew Not how to stand straight And she knew not what beauty was, skin deep And she knew not what love was, betrayal And she knew not what fear was, killing It was like the chocolate on her tongue And the whiskey on mine, for While I'd been burned, she'd never seen the fire While I'd been scarred, she'd never seen the blades While I'd been scared, she'd never seen but the light All she knew was that if she cries long enough, she Will get what she wants...she got what she wanted, now When she smiled, she was loved When she cried, she was loved When she laughed she was loved When she shouted, she was loved When she walked, she was loved When she talked, she was loved It's funny how age shatters The innocence to these things The memories of my childhood, Burn deeper than ever now But yesterday never becomes today, Today just turns to, tomorrow And I've become a bad memory To my own self now.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
Yesterday
Her little toes splashed in the puddle Her eyelids fluttered and she pursed her lips She'd formed a smile, and it's all I remember now It was just a walk in the rain, she was my clumsy cousin Whose little stubby hand wrapped around my thumb Was the only thing that kept her walking, but she Was everyone's sunshine, now Raindrops falling on that marble necklace of hers Crashing, splashing...they bounced up and down, her brown curls For she knew not how to stay still, even though she knew Not how to stand straight And she knew not what beauty was, skin deep And she knew not what love was, betrayal And she knew not what fear was, killing It was like the chocolate on her tongue And the whiskey on mine, for While I'd been burned, she'd never seen the fire While I'd been scarred, she'd never seen the blades While I'd been scared, she'd never seen but the light All she knew was that if she cries long enough, she Will get what she wants...she got what she wanted, now When she smiled, she was loved When she cried, she was loved When she laughed she was loved When she shouted, she was loved When she walked, she was loved When she talked, she was loved It's funny how age shatters The innocence to these things The memories of my childhood, Burn deeper than ever now But yesterday never becomes today, Today just turns to, tomorrow And I've become a bad memory To my own self now.
maryyum
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
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