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Jun 2014
I took her out under the blood red moon
music spilling from my Ipod speakers
Outside into my back yard awaits
A table set for just me and her.

Now I'm normally not a romantic
But I know what she likes,
None of the frilly girly stuff
none of that white linen and candle light.

Just a single sunflower in a vase
and two steaming juice steaks.
With Three days grace blaring
now isnt she just the coolest?

We dig in not caring about manners,
laughing and being idiots.
But then I get serious
something I've perfected over the years.

I take her hand
get down on one knee

Marry Me Kaitlyn

Her yes comes in the way
Of a kiss stained with her tears of joy.

and we danced
under the Blood red Moon.
To my Fiance Kaitlyn
Hawk Flight
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Hawk Flight  Living in Hell
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