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Earthchild Feb 2014
Flowers are the breath of the Earth
The music of the birds
The daughters of the trees
Kisses of the stars
Art of the universe
The clouds companions
Muse of the sun
What the **** did I just write,
Fleurs
Earthchild Feb 2014
Sprinting down the steep hill
Running with the birds
Dancing along the barren ground
Arms spread out wide to embrace the wind
As it drags its whispy claws through my glass ribs
Hair whipping agaisnt my cold white cheeks
Caught on the frost on my scarlett red lips
Taking drags of oxygen instead of drags from cigarettes
Lungs burning
Its just you
You and the beauty of the wind
WENT FOR A RUN I LOVE RUNS. IT WAS WINDY AND BRILLIANT
Earthchild Feb 2014
Have you ever taken a sip of strong liqueur?

Felt the way it burns your lips
Seers at the back of your throat
Leaving a dull flame pulsing in your heart
Your breath comes out as embers

You see
What I'm getting at is
You are my liqueur
And I'm an alcoholic.
"Castilleja" is a flower, bright red and outstandingly beautiful, its common name is "Indian Paintbrush"
Earthchild Feb 2014
Waiting for the train
Toes of my boots on the edge of the yellow line
Stand back from yelllow line
Reads a sign straight infront of me
I think about how quickly I could end everything
Steps a bit further
I take a deep breath
Tears welling up within my tired eyes
My breath comes out shaky
Shaking my head as I step away
Wiping away the tears that overflowed my scarlett eyelids

Glancing around, I wonder
Who would have saved me?

             I'm not to sure I would save me
Earthchild Feb 2014
Think about it this way
You're complaining of not having a valentines today

Some children dont have a mother on Mothers day
No one to teach their child to bake
No one to braid the 6 year old girls hair
No one to give dandilion bouquets to.

A child who doesnt have a father to love on Fathers day
No one to teach them how to play baseball
To ride a bike,
No one to teach him or her to pitch a tent

A child sits in a foster home on Christmas or even on Thanksgiving
His or her only wish is to have a loving family
Have a chance to believe in magic
Have a home
A big feast displayed out infront of them.

Or maybe someone sits crying on Remeberance day,
because they lost their husband, dad, mom or big brother
You cant get back someone who is gone
A child may not have even met a past family member.

Look at it realistically.
Sorry it ***** but I had to rant.
Earthchild Feb 2014
"Why did you paint your walls white?"

"Because its my future, a fresh start, a second chance."
Just short
Earthchild Feb 2014
You strictly implied you wanted nothing to do with me
And I the same
Stop trying to get me back
I'm upholding on my behalf
Time for you to realize you did the damage
You live with it
Dont come crawling back to me
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