Swing, my child,
Swing up high,
Feeling like,
You could fly.
Swing, little bird,
Swoop and soar,
No person can catch you,
Anymore.
Swing, sweetheart,
Reach for the stars,
The cloud, the sun,
They're not that far.
Swing, dear,
Swing, swing, swing,
Glide through the air,
Float on the wing.
But now she's falling,
Through open space,
No one to catch her,
Her life a waste.
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Lines ever more unclear, Not sure I'm even here...
#youngwritershousehold The rug sits there, Plain to see, My grandma wove it, Just for me. She wove it, With love and care, And the day before she died, She placed it there.
#youngwritershousehold. The clouds are my pillow,. I sleep in the sky,. I drift on the wind,. I swoop, I fly,. The thunder's my anger,. My hate, rage and fire,. The rainbows, my dreams,.
In a pond a dream lies. A wishing stone, wrapped in youth, Anchored deeply, out of sight, A promise bound in truth.
My chair lives On a diet of time He tempts you into His arms, coloured lime He has many methods Of catching his prey All of them deadly, And devious, I'll say His habitat is A dark corner in my...
#youngwritershousehold This didn't actually happen!. For the rest of my life, My best friend had gone, She'd been stabbed with a knife, It was just wrong.
A million drops fall from the sky. Some glitter green. While others are purple. Or violet in sheen. A drop of crystal blue. May be regretful and sad. Just as a drop of orange.
I am still water. S o f t as the breeze. Gloss upon l i p s. Drifting with ease. My surface is a mirror. S e e your reflection. Supple, untouchable s k i n. Iron complexion. Y o u are the pebble.
beauty is the beast. upon our souls and hearts it feasts. it makes us blind to itself. behind innocent smiles it hides in stealth. yet in every place where beauty lies.
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