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Part of a life,
without nothing more.


Out of a clue,
inside of a door. 


Thinking of a song,
hanging onto fun.

Little feet

Little feet,
dancing benieth.


The earth,
the moon,
the stars.


Little feet,
tiptoeing across.


The sun,
the ground,
the gravel.


Little feet,
swinging over.


The grass,
the bugs,
the flowers.


10/15/10

Flying Birds

Flying across,
flashing fear.


Going places,
not far or near.


Finding food,
to balance each wing.


Soaring,
Skipping,
Flying,
Birds.


10/3/10

Broken

Someone may come,
but soon they may go.


Finding a way,
overcoming broken fear.


Seeking the distance,
unnerving with all.


All your cracked sorrow,
crumbled beneath your skin.


Bones that are sturdy,
fall down in pieces.


Though you may fear,
the thought of broken.


10/3/10 

Light

Stars gaze down,
into a bright light.


Making them brighter,
thinking of the sea.


Even though burning out they fear,
still to jump far and near.


Down to the pebbles at the bottom of the sea,
Shining in under the water.


Stars that may never,
run out of light.


10/3/10 

A knew

With a heart,
quiet as cold as the moon.
All i want is to find is a knew.


Something different,
Everything brand knew.
Nothing to be afraid of.


Cower over the fear,
Of finding anything.
All of it a knew.


10/3/10

Truly

Finding my true best friend,

It's taken only a wile.

For me to see.

Moms and dads have known since we were two,

My best friend.

That i love and treat with respect.

We were ment to be best friends,

Especially when we were 8.

We tricked each other,

For Know one could stop.

We new we could be best friends.

Almost sisters as we call.

We may be different,

But we are the same in many ways.

10/1/10

Now you've moved

Until your gone, 

I still see you.

You've moved far away,

Almost to the sky.

But your still alive,

And I know how I will thrive.

To some I would not know,

For now I will see.     

Why can't I flow,

 To were I would find you.

10/1/10

Sold

Sore communication weeping inside of me, 

seeking to be of relief. 

The given dreams of wanting to be free, 

It goes a long way when you seek individuality.

Going somewhere far away,

Not knowing how to start the journey.

Gone for almost good,

But coming back with seeking thoughts.

Though i know how sorrow fills,

I've got the cure for you and the ones who need.

10/1/10