Funny things happen sometimes. I found my hands looking old again. Puzzle pieces line up and I still take out the garbage. I lose that jewelry, lost a little shine. Lost a little safety.
Wrap me up in emerald colors, maddie sings 'somewhere over the rainbow' to me. I find a smile with her. Simple things, warm blankets, silly stories, and funny faces. Sewing me still.
It's because I'd rather have noodles with butter sauce. Fingers painted a pink color, glittered and glossed. Patches stinging as I coat in indulgence. Seriousness and whoever those who think they know, how they know?
Little sweet pea, buttercup, those little yellow flowers, sugar pie and darling. I'm gonna keep you close because I need you here.
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