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The Perfect way to “Grow Up Too Fast” is by being a spectator for as long as you dream yet you know just by submitting an application, you could be on the team Failed by a daughter’s first hero, the warrior geared up, Dreams still filled of rainbows and unicorns, lilies and daisies, fireplace and wooden cabin, hot chocolate and cosy blankets, chase towards the sunset, walks on the beach and dives into the seas. First, it was electricity. It got so shocking, it became cringy. It was a nice piece of candy, with an intriguing wrapping, you took a peek and it came alive. Chasing and haunting. Too eager to have you taste its sweetness, too eager to have you love its taste. Later when the obsession died down, you realised it wasn’t the flavour you want. Then, it was bonfire. It got cold, deep in the woods. In the dark, you see the fire from afar. Attracted, you closed in. The fire crackled. Your new favourite sound. You sat by the fire, telling stories of a warrior, of how she dreams in her town. Ways to take off her shields and disarm her. It was too hot. The fire almost melts you with warmth. So you took off your jacket and moved closer. It burnt you. You became speechless, as you were the one holding knives, so why were you the one bleedin? Shortly after, a friend came over to look at those healing stitches. But the request to show the scars were too absurd. You overreacted. Leaving you in disgust and you zipped up your jacket. It was just a scratch on the surface. Yet you felt you were quickly catching up. No longer the new member on the team. “You learn fast”, they said. The burden, the distance, the emptiness, left you as you were, as skin heals in seconds. It just made you more familiar as a player. Bandage ready, you are set for a new Match.
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Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
Short Lived (The Perfect Match)
The Perfect way to “Grow Up Too Fast” is by being a spectator for as long as you dream yet you know just by submitting an application, you could be on the team Failed by a daughter’s first hero, the warrior geared up, Dreams still filled of rainbows and unicorns, lilies and daisies, fireplace and wooden cabin, hot chocolate and cosy blankets, chase towards the sunset, walks on the beach and dives into the seas. First, it was electricity. It got so shocking, it became cringy. It was a nice piece of candy, with an intriguing wrapping, you took a peek and it came alive. Chasing and haunting. Too eager to have you taste its sweetness, too eager to have you love its taste. Later when the obsession died down, you realised it wasn’t the flavour you want. Then, it was bonfire. It got cold, deep in the woods. In the dark, you see the fire from afar. Attracted, you closed in. The fire crackled. Your new favourite sound. You sat by the fire, telling stories of a warrior, of how she dreams in her town. Ways to take off her shields and disarm her. It was too hot. The fire almost melts you with warmth. So you took off your jacket and moved closer. It burnt you. You became speechless, as you were the one holding knives, so why were you the one bleedin? Shortly after, a friend came over to look at those healing stitches. But the request to show the scars were too absurd. You overreacted. Leaving you in disgust and you zipped up your jacket. It was just a scratch on the surface. Yet you felt you were quickly catching up. No longer the new member on the team. “You learn fast”, they said. The burden, the distance, the emptiness, left you as you were, as skin heals in seconds. It just made you more familiar as a player. Bandage ready, you are set for a new Match.
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As the summer fades to grey I want you to love me. To be the fresh water after you brush your teeth each morning The doormat to welcome you home The watering can to help you grow. Me, say it one time and it is self fulfilling Say it again and again and the meanings near lost Add you. You and me. Me and you Until the day we fray like an old straw hat   Those words hold hands as I do you. I was a big tin bowl with a lot to hold waiting for the tink of a penny one came down as we became friends And one hundred more as we evolved to lovers. How I wish I could expand to hold all of the change youve brought into my life. Maybe I will
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 6:51 AM UTC
companion
You wrap your eyes around me   Your Smile has captured my soul, You know it is quite unfair since you hold hostage my whole being here   Your body has intertwined like a puzzle within mine, You call my name and I am taken away to another place   Your absence when invited for a date pings inside my head just curious how you can say No when I cannot live without you?! You smell of french lilac petals in an autumn breeze and to caress your soft gentle skin is a pleasure so please want me as much here, Your all I have ever dreamt of so come on over and I'll open the door we can eat sushi and eat on the floor with cute utensils and a mini rolling table, You are someone I want to get to know so what do you say lets give it a go Let yourself let your guard down and much more about me you will know! So give me a chance to learn more about you because you to me are worthy I hope you know it inside and out cause I feel smitten whenever your around so please let me in and a new future for you and I will begin.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 1:17 AM UTC
Smitten
To have, to want To have, what is not yours To have, but not fully I feel like I am reaching for you while you reach for something, someone, anything else I do not own you, nor do I wish to I just want to feel, if I place my hand on your face you're not wishing it was someone else's You mourn a distant city and your lost love I too know of mourning I end up feeling your pain and mourn our current romance
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Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC
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