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Part I: happy things sunshine the smell of freshly cut grass in Spring running thought a sprinkler passing notes in class chocolate -- but also: your mother signing you asleep laying in a field and wishing on stars children's laughter the beating of my heart as I fall in love                                                       with you. Part II: things that hurt paper slicing your skin a wicked boy tugging at your hair the crack of your foot as it twists out of place stepping on a leggo falling off your bike -- but also: your best friend leaving you                (again and again) the destruction of a home your childhood finally falling away that you can be happy while my heart crumples in                                                                                         on                                                                                            itself. Part III:  sad things unrequited love lost puppies bare stages abandoned theatres the last cookie -- but also: moving away the last page of a really good book funerals for people you never really knew funerals for people you really did watching you        walk away
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Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 1:59 AM UTC
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Part I: happy things sunshine the smell of freshly cut grass in Spring running thought a sprinkler passing notes in class chocolate -- but also: your mother signing you asleep laying in a field and wishing on stars children's laughter the beating of my heart as I fall in love                                                       with you. Part II: things that hurt paper slicing your skin a wicked boy tugging at your hair the crack of your foot as it twists out of place stepping on a leggo falling off your bike -- but also: your best friend leaving you                (again and again) the destruction of a home your childhood finally falling away that you can be happy while my heart crumples in                                                                                         on                                                                                            itself. Part III:  sad things unrequited love lost puppies bare stages abandoned theatres the last cookie -- but also: moving away the last page of a really good book funerals for people you never really knew funerals for people you really did watching you        walk away
samanthairene
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Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 1:59 AM UTC
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