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Megan Cowzer May 2014
6 year old me knows better than me now,
She told me how;

The future heaven is,
LIFE,
LOVE
and
THYME.
Singing in the rain is paradise.
It takes,
SPIRIT and HEART
to go THE DISTANCE so...
KICK IT!!
People try to change you.
Take the PROS and
leave the
CONS.
Live your LIFE
in
the COUNTRY
enjoy it 'till the day you
Die.
BE HAPPY
don't worry.

I guess it was easier then...
Megan Cowzer May 2015
I find i write in drips and draps. I remember when I wrote like thunder and my words would lash and simmer and bring the world to its knees.

Now i am left with bricks and mortar and empty pictures hearing only the echos if a storm.

I feel as if i am a reflection of a reflection, that i am a copy of somebody before me and unexciting as a blank page.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
strong, free, open, creative, loving,
musical, caring.
It is;
3, 6, 9
It is;
The blue sky
It is;
Long walks with Dad
It is;
The memory of Mum teaching me how to sew.
When I'm free...My name is Megan, it means imagining.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
I wonder about stars,
I hear music all around me,
I see beauty,
I want joy and peace,
I am creative,
I pretend to be a kingfisher,
I feel melancholic,
I touch softly
I HOPE, to be free
I am here,
I am me.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
Its true
        some people are
                                just white
                                         noise while
                                                       others,
                                                         ­   are music.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
First you must become society,
to then challenge society.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
She said to me with eyes like
waterfalls,
"why save me?"
And I said to her like
the quiet before the storm,

"Because I will not
let you become another
thing that the rain cry's
about."
Megan Cowzer May 2014
into the mist,
silly heart,
Why must you always fall apart?
Megan Cowzer May 2014
she was the sun shine
through my clouds. If i was
the rain, she would find
the rainbow.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
love, love, love,
               we can all identify it, but
Do any of us know what it actually feels like?
Megan Cowzer May 2014
there is fury and sound and a terrifying roar, but peace in the eye of the storm.
Megan Cowzer May 2014
You walked through the looking glass, and the rabbit had teeth.
Megan Cowzer Apr 2014
Someone will always be prettier,
Someone will always be smarter,
Someone will always be younger,
...But they will never be you.
Megan Cowzer Jun 2014
And I kissed him for all I was worth,
which wasn't much,
but I kissed him all the same
YOU
Megan Cowzer May 2014
YOU
Your ribs
are the xylophone
that I keep playing,
Your thoughts are the
rhythm constantly playing,

Your fingertips,
are soft snow marking new
Terrain
Your lips
are the only things that
are keeping me sane,

Your eyes are the sea
I can't help to swim in,

— The End —