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Jan 2012
I want to be lead.

I want to be told something so profound that I cry.

More than that I want to believe this thing I’m told.


I want to know what makes you cry.

I want to know what you dreamt of last night,

And more than that

I must know if your’re happy when you dream

or if you’re bleeding inside,

hoping for something you won’t tell me.



I want to know something you’re only telling your heart;

But more than that I want to be sure you can trust yourself in every word you say.


I want to write, and have readers.

I must cause impact and I must go.

Where is not clear,

But why is so sure.



Can you learn to stand when your baby steps are over

And can you run as a last resort

but be happy you first learned to walk?


I wish you would write ‘love’ on your arms, your hand, your wrist,

When you’re bored in class

Or when you feel like you’re the only one home alone on Friday,



Because I believe the repetition of love is as good as the recognition of it.

I want you to…

I want to know that you can…

Can you please learn to…

More that anything can you…


just be happy you first learned to walk.
Christin
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