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chevolleau
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i am no bigger than the size of your thumb | 1 |
no louder than the beat of your drum | 2 |
i am no smaller than the tip of a pen | 3 |
i've had enough and i'm saying when | 4 |
there's enough petulance to go around the circle here | 5 |
there's enough innocence to sustain me one more year | 6 |
i have found my nook, my cranny, if you will | 7 |
and i have sought out larger ones because i've not had my fill | 8 |
there is too much violence and intrusive behavior | 9 |
and i never wanted to be anyone's savior | 10 |
i've always just sat and stared | 11 |
at the chalkboard and glared | 12 |
at those who passed me by | 13 |
not caring to ask why | 14 |
i have this silent smirk across my face | 15 |
i have this distended, caved-in waist | 16 |
i am capable of love and this pursuit | 17 |
this chase of what you call refute | 18 |
and i am liable for all the wrong i have done | 19 |
and all the times i had too much fun | 20 |
and here i am, plain as day | 21 |
and i'll continue how i've always been | 22 |
virginal, perfect, and full of sin. | 23 |
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