Cats Cradle
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Cats Cradle
Tit for tat, got that down pat.
Love vs lust, My dream's forming dust.
Hurt me, forsake me, but you cannot shape me.
Tea is pouring out a kettle, salad fingers catching nettle.
Running horses, changing forces. One hundred thirty one divorces.
333 Twelve by twelves. Checkered, tilting painted shelves.
Total nonsense, what makes more sense?
Cat in cradle, orange soup ladle.
This is Me becoming who I ought to be,
What people thought I couldn't be.
Growing tall, just like a tree.
7 8 9, 4 score rhyme.
Speak of Love 'til your voice shakes just like 300 thousand earth quakes.
Say thankyou when you breathe out, or if you feel the need to, SHOUT!
Love vs lust, My dream's forming dust.
Hurt me, forsake me, but you cannot shape me.
Tea is pouring out a kettle, salad fingers catching nettle.
Running horses, changing forces. One hundred thirty one divorces.
333 Twelve by twelves. Checkered, tilting painted shelves.
Total nonsense, what makes more sense?
Cat in cradle, orange soup ladle.
This is Me becoming who I ought to be,
What people thought I couldn't be.
Growing tall, just like a tree.
7 8 9, 4 score rhyme.
Speak of Love 'til your voice shakes just like 300 thousand earth quakes.
Say thankyou when you breathe out, or if you feel the need to, SHOUT!
Re: Cats Cradle
haha reference to salad fingers? I like...
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Re: Cats Cradle
haha reference to salad fingers? I like...
.:*SweetPea*:.- Posts : 36
Join date : 2011-04-03
Age : 34
Location : Usually somewhere without a good view...
Re: Cats Cradle
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'We must strive to be like the moon. Because no one grumbles when the moon shines. - Ishmael Beah, A Long Way Gone '
AWwhh i like that
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