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The Little Things

*pic courtesy from pinterest  The little things the little smile the little flower in the corner aisle the little butterfly catches my eye along with  the hovering bee like sketches drawn in the sky look at the little ant fleet just close to my feet the little spider takes a warm seat the little girl who hops on the broken tile while her mother looks right across  the street from a mile I wave at her she waves back the little gestures the little fingers the little spider continues to linger the little heartbeats as humming treats while I pick up the little crumbs from my bread last night
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Buttons & Thread

It's a world of pants and shirts
It's a world where whatever you say doesn't matter..
It's a world where you can try to change but why do so?
It's a world where whatever you say gets interrupted by no you can't do...
It's a world where you can choose not to say but people will say you practice voodoo..

It's a world of skirts and dresses
It's a world where you go around in circles and might as well fall..
It's a world where your scars can be seen but no one asks how have you been..
It's a world where a piece of fabric is torn, as someone unintentionally ripped you open..
It's a world where you can choose to live alone but people will say you are broken..

It's a world of buttons and thread after all
What you want isn't what you found wide spread ..
When you want to leave, nobody wants you to..
But when you don't, people just skin you thin..
Like the pin that pierces the button..
While the button gets strapped even though it's 
Trapped with a different thread inside..
*pic courtesy: Pinterest 
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