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  May 2015 Carrie Bradshaw
Rachel
In just a thought
I could make a poem or even a home
Making every words blend
or taking all the chores lend
In just a thought
I could be a captain or an evil villain
Learning how to sail
Or wishing you to fail
In just a though
I could get anything I wanted
I would be anyone I dreamed off
*Well, Its just a thought
  May 2015 Carrie Bradshaw
Rachel
An abrupt feeling
Ashamed to be acknowledge
But made its way through
Each loving hearts
Destructive if overrated
But a proof of true love
It would change you
Make you self conscious
And it will teach you the art of comparing
It would fill you with doubts
And questions
And in the end it would lead to fractures and cracks
That you can no longer repair
And soon everything you hold on to
Will slowly slip away
Until there's nothing left
Just because you let that
Pang of jealousy into you
Seriously, I'm not jealous
  May 2015 Carrie Bradshaw
Rachel
He made a game
That no one could play
Playing with fire
With his deadly smiles
Heavenly voice
Hide the devil inside
He's a victor
But not a hero
Soon he will fall
Torn into pieces
With his silly jokes
Fascinated by beauty
He made a collection
Manipulating emotions
Like a piece of cake
No questioning
He's definitely the
Mastermind

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