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Little Things
Little, little things
They hurt the most
Little words, comments, remarks
Leave a nasty little stain
Am I supposed to ignore it?
Maybe I'm to blame
A little weak today
A little tired like yesterday
I think I'm a little crazy
Because these little things
Don't feel little to me
But a little smile
Buys a little time
Hides the little things away
Only for a little while longer
And your little mind is lost
Because it's all a little strange
Little tears, little poems, little laughs
Are all part of the little things
Are you feeling a little pain?
Is this poem a little deranged?
Because I guarantee this for real
Little by little it becomes the same
Forget my little thoughts
My unfortunate ways
They're all a little stupid
I think I'll run away
From these little things
Before they consume
The little piece that's left of me
They hurt the most
Little words, comments, remarks
Leave a nasty little stain
Am I supposed to ignore it?
Maybe I'm to blame
A little weak today
A little tired like yesterday
I think I'm a little crazy
Because these little things
Don't feel little to me
But a little smile
Buys a little time
Hides the little things away
Only for a little while longer
And your little mind is lost
Because it's all a little strange
Little tears, little poems, little laughs
Are all part of the little things
Are you feeling a little pain?
Is this poem a little deranged?
Because I guarantee this for real
Little by little it becomes the same
Forget my little thoughts
My unfortunate ways
They're all a little stupid
I think I'll run away
From these little things
Before they consume
The little piece that's left of me
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