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The Epitome of Youth
written by MissMatchClash12:55 AM 2/28/05Youth is such a beautful thing...
The sun's always sunny...
The sky's always big and blue...
Everything is just a bundle of great things waiting to happen...
Why am I acknowledging this...
Because...
My little sister of three reminds me of those times...
She runs around screaming and laughing...
Not a care in the world...
Just to make sure that she is not tagged...
Her laughter as fresh as the lovely birds that chirp in the summer...
And she's the epiphone of beauty...
What happened to us......
As I'm typing, I'm smiling...
Why...
Becuase my sister is practicing her skills of immitation...
As she supposedly types like me...
Her smile is what makes me never have the ability to be mad at her...
Yet it has the stunning affect of being the kryptonite to my anger...
How she makes me laugh...
I miss youth...
I miss it's friendly touch...
I miss not having a care in the world...
I miss running around and laughing like there's no tommorow...
But then again, it's ok...
I'm reliving it once more...
Through my watchful eyes...
Smiling forever more...
At my sister...
The epitome of youth...
And what was once mine... |
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