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 Dec 2014 Makenzie Marie
Bluebird
it's ok, it'll be alright
you wrap you hands, and hold me tight.
hug
We walk through the park
We walk without thought
We walk as if only
We are two, but one heart
-
She holds my hand knowingly
She holds my hand instinctively
She'll hold my heart
Death will only do us partly
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He sees my eyes cheery
He sees my pulse rise
He'll see me for what I am
And holds tight for what i'll be
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So the drum beats on without reason
So the flute shall play it's mellifluous melody
So the thoughts that swirl in our minds
Shall walk with you and me
there is something about a women that can change a man
that could make a man go from rude to nice
from going no where in life to wanting to graduate
women make men feel like they need to do better
when a man looks at a women he loves he sees what he needs to do
what he needs to do to keep her
weather its get a job
go to collage
quit partying
go from sweat pants to suit
and he will do it. if he loves her he will change his life so much that he wont even be able to recognize himself after a year.
a man will do anything for a women
if he loves her
Friend,
where have you gone?

Friend,
what have you become?

Lips are now red
Clothes with flowing threads
Tell me,
Who did this to you?

Was it that girl
who fooled your fragile heart
or was it that boy
who tore you all apart

I never chose to feel the pain
of our friendship slipping away
I never chose to feel the same
in every single day

But all this will not be the end
of the story of *
two true friends
it's funny how people can capture you.
the lines around their eyes when they smile can invite you towards them,
or the fleeting look they give when they think no one's watching.
i'm interested in people's confidence, but also their nongregariousness.
the giving, the receiving, ebb and flow that makes sense but so little sense.
promise and brokenness, blame and responsibility.
strong regard interests me; inform me of the weather, or why that tea reminds you of that person, and why that makes you close your eyes and wonder.
I want to challenge myself and others to paint a picture without asking for others opinion. To treat yourself to a movie, buy yourself popcorn, and enjoy it. To walk down the street and try and remember who you were before the door shut behind you. And to GET LOST. In friends, in the scenery, in your favorite book. DO SOMETHING to help remind yourself who you are, because god knows you're the only one who can do it. And you can. You can.
You,
who used to touch me where I didn't want you to, reaching inside me, where I'd *never
let anyone before, I was only eleven, I shouldn't of been treated like a *****...
   I hate you

You,
who took advantage of me, when I was just thirteen, taking what innocence and trust that I had left, breaking my spirit down to an empty shell...
   I hope you rot in H£LL

You,
who just watched what they did to me, judging me, saying it's my fault for dressing slutty. I was only fourteen...
I hope I'm never like you

You,
who made me believe I was not a used rag doll, gave me trust and hope, only to reach my sixteen year old core, then ripping it all to shreds like never before...
I'll never forgive you

You,
who said you loved me, made me think it was the real thing, helped me forget the past, at only eighteen, you gave me my wings and hope that it would last, then when you realized I just wasn't enough, you went and found some different lust, at twenty-five, you decided you wanted a new life,  but our kids mean the world to me, so I can't regret you, but I can erase your memory...
I hope she cheats on you

You,
who finally made me think I'd found the real thing, then broke me down, then picked me up just to throw me down again, over and over, then used the fragile remaining shards of my heart to cut out my soul and leave me falling apart...
I wish you nothing but pain and despair

You,
who I laugh and joke with now, who I wish to know more, who makes me scared I'll end up with a broken heart like before, who seems to truly care...
Please, don't forget how fragile I am
        
You,
who I may or may not have met yet, don't hurt me, don't make me regret. I won't be able to handle losing another, I wanna be happy with you, I wanna know forever...
**I hope you'll love me too
I've never written about a few of the things mentioned in this, it was quite difficult for me, Tbh.  Feedback would be greatly appreciated.  
Thank You.
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