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Liz Carlson Nov 2015
A gentle breeze on a late summer night sways the trees lightly.
Winter comes and with it, change.
Cold, strong wind, dying plants, snow.
The new wind picks up speed and makes the trees follow it's path.
A plastic bag flies up to the sky and comes down with a harsh blow.
Who will it reach?
What does it carry on its journey?
Maybe it carries a letter, or maybe it is simply empty.
This wind can be harsh and brutal,
but it can also be light and gentle.
It can bring new adventures and it can force change upon its grand journey.
Liz Carlson Jul 2015
You
You.
I stare at you from afar, but do you even know my name?
You've spoken to me only twice.
But those moments were golden.
There's something about you that I can't get my eyes off of.
You.
You're funny.
You're an artist.
If you only knew me.
I'm not asking you to date me, I just want you to know me.
But every time I see you, my heart stops for a minute.
You're not the hottest guy.
You're not the smartest, either.
But you're you.
You.
Every time I hear your voice, I stop.
Every time I hear your name, I think of you.
If you only knew me...
Liz Carlson Jul 2015
Life is just a series of events,
isn't it?
We have plans for our future that we're trying to carry out.
What about living in the moment?
Sometimes, I feel like I'm living the dream.
Whose dream?
Other times I feel like I'm not even alive.
I'm looking at my life from afar.
How is that human?
We want our lives to be as easy as possible.
But what if we need the hard times to make us who we are?
We try to have as many "friends" as possible.
Why?
Wouldn't it be better to have a couple friends that you could talk to about anything; than 1,000 "friends" that don't even know you?
Ask yourself,
                                          Who are YOU?
Change your ways.
Liz Carlson Feb 2015
Love is slow,
Love is kind,
Love is the only thing you need in your life.
Liz Carlson Feb 2015
Run
I want to run,
as fast as a storming wind.
I want to leave this place,
I want to leave everything and start over.
I want to run,
I don't care where,
any place is better than here and now.

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