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Bring me back to holding hands in the rain, I swear I’d ease your pain. (Source: cinematic-orchestra, via pupthatbaresteeth)
You pulled Tricia’s
spine length hair, because
she was my friend first.
We danced around my
backyard wearing preschool underwear.
Tricia called me Laney and
you barely knew my name.
When I knew you long
enough to call you Jakey,
the wallpaper that covered
your kitchen draped itself over
my blue walls.
Your house became my own.
I tied your shoes together.
Watching you trip around
the basement.
Hid in that tall wardrobe
hoping to find Narnia, but
with you, I was already there.
The moving truck came in
7th grade.
The corners of my room peeled,
and I realized wallpaper can’t
be stuffed into boxes.
People began to call me Del,
Now you barely know my name,
but I know you want to.
Delaney Miller ©
Original Poem
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Little Miss Sunshine
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I don’t want to belong to a million people. Maybe just one or two. It wont get lonely though. I promise.
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