

kiteingthese are the fairy days we throw our hair back in the wind ignoring the things that blow awaykiteing
close your eyes see the many birds they're in the songs and gunfire red balloons and satellites
I tell it as it is the world is a kite without string
but the real story is in our hands and how we hold a heart together palm against beating
.boat.
I will look at your work soon. Lots of comments coming
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-Margaux
Poetry comes from inside my pen
my friend, my pen, until the ink ends.-Margaux
Check out the Talent. =RawEm0tion
found this somewhere under the description of "red butterfly" and thought of you...
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The cake is a lie! And so is the pie o___o The muffins are safe, though. They're on our side =o
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"Kindness to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates."
KEEP YOUR COINS. I WANT CHANGE.
O n c e u p o n a r e v o l u t i o n
I am the sand, soil, sky, wasteland,
You have left me behind.
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"Kindness to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates."
KEEP YOUR COINS. I WANT CHANGE.
O n c e u p o n a r e v o l u t i o n
I am the sand, soil, sky, wasteland,
You have left me behind.
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