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Hannah Ripps Feb 2011
I picked a poison apple, and knowingly took a bite,
Only to find it made me wise.

Kind of a twisted Cinderella- or was it Sleeping Beauty?
What was the story again?

I can’t quite remember- whatever.
The point is, I don’t need saving.

That tasty morsel gave me a choice
To be with or without Eden.

The choice was to leave my fins
For the freedom of feet on land.
Hannah Ripps May 2010
As I go about my day
I think about the way
I stumble and studder
And my heart starts to flutter
Whenever he comes near
I forget about my fear
that he should ever go away.
Hannah Ripps May 2010
The hollow wings of birds that carry through the air
Gliding cross skies that glow golden at dusk
The falling light in its final hours caresses the branches
Of trees in a distant grove where a scent
Lifts to the cloud-filled heavens
With faint aromas sweet.
Hannah Ripps May 2010
I know you gave me chances
I know I wasted time
I don’t even deserve
To make my feelings rhyme

I'm not so good with words
But I will keep on trying
Even though
You always keep
Me up at night still sighing

I know I hurt you badly
That day I left my heart
I don't know why I did it
When I loved you from the start

Even if another chance
Cannot be given this time
In my next life when I meet you
I  will fix my awful crime

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