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Bluebird Dec 2014
there are few things i don't know where she learned
like :  "don't cut your whrists,i'll leave scars,
make it somewhere where no one can see."
about her knowing those things should i be concearned?
i have never known she was like me...
Bluebird Dec 2014
if i were you,
and you were me,
what would you do,
when you realise that,
you are so madly in love with yourself?
Bluebird Dec 2014
I go contantly in circles,
the past and the future addled together
making a bow,
my hands shake so desperately,
i don't know which way to go.
What awaits me in the end,
i can't help but to fear,
deeper in hell i descend,
with every falling tear.
Which way to select,
so my heart won't ache ,
i can't help but to suspect,
the past makes me fly into a rage.
No back ,no forth,
when i said to myself "i'm fine", i've lied,
my compass shows no south or north.
                   Can't you see that i am terrified?
choosing my path.
Bluebird Dec 2014
i have spent too many nights
connecting marks on your back
you have dreamt of flickering lights
we sleept soundly,not knowing that the world is wracked.

we played soundly inside of our world
there we could be what ever we wanted to be
inside our games and innocence i was swirled
so the time you transformed into a woman, i didn't see

now i spend to many nights
trying to bring our time back
do you still dream of our flickering lights
and sleep soundly,now when you know the world outside is wracked?
Bluebird Dec 2014
father you went to war you left our home
there are a few thing you said to me
before walking away and leaving us all alone
you said "son, the world must be saved,you see"

you've put your heavy hand on my head
i didn't dare to move or shred a tear,
i clenched my hand hard until it was ****** red,
the colour of missery and fear.

the blood was spilt on the ground
the thirsty land absorbed it all away
the bullet sounds in my head were so loud
were these days for you also gray?

Molly doesn't remember you,
she only remembers the dirt
( from war)
tell me father did you save the earth
as you said you needed to?
war farher and son pain fear
  Dec 2014 Bluebird
Jordan
Love is no analysis
Or crazy list of things
It’s got nothing to do with birds or bees
Or silly diamond rings

It’s a little about the brain
But more about the heart
Add that to your soul
And you’re off to a good start

It’s feelings over thoughts
It’s not about control
You can’t control what you feel
And trying to control love will take its toll

If love was a number
Could you count that high?
Your life is one second
Don’t let it pass by

Because in the end
You’ll look back and see
It wasn’t fashion or cars
But love that’s all we need
Bluebird Dec 2014
My cat is sleeping on my lap,
i pet it's tender beige fur.
It's peacefully taking a nap,
while it gently purrs.
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