This is absolutely a true story.

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Runs With Scissors II – DADGAD Capo 7

I handed Sarah the scissors
To help cut the yarn on the bootie she was knitting for a little one,
The scissors fit her delicate hands like they were made for her and she
carefully cut the loose pieces away.

While I watched,
The scissors began to glow with an incandescent gleam of pure joy,
Like they were finally doing the work they were meant for,
Snipping away at fabric and mocking me...

Telling me what the hell where they doing
Spending most of their life just hanging ornamental around my neck,
Knowing they had a higher purpose and just who did I think I was,
Holding them prisoner,
Like I'd imprisoned the fairy Princess in my nasty tower of tears,
With little hope of rescue from my tyranny,

When Sarah handed the scissors back to this very shocked individual,
I pulled my mouth shut and vowed right then and there,
Whenever I needed some cutting done,
This pair of scissors would be my weapon of choice,

And in my own small way,
I could keep their loveliness in my life and also give them back their purpose,
And anytime I see someone making beauty with their hands,
I'll be sure to offer them for the task,
And hopefully give them the fulfillment they deserve.