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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
NV
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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
NV
but how sad the rain must be.

an entire lifetime spent just falling.
 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
NV
Untitled
 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
NV
WHAT IF I TOLD YOU HOW SCARED SHE IS. WHAT IF I TOLD YOU HOW SHE WATCHES THE WAY SHE WALKS, BECAUSE THE LAST TIME SHE FELL IN LOVE, SHE HIT THE GROUND. AND SHE WOULD OFFER HIM HER HEART BUT IT'S BEEN EATEN AT AND STORED IN A DOGGY BAG AROUND A CORNER WITHIN HER CHEST - AND SHE CANNOT HELP BUT ALWAYS FEEL LEFTOVER. WHAT IF I TOLD YOU THAT SHE'S SCARED OF FEELING.
BECAUSE IT DOESN'T FEEL HER BACK.
The love
The lack
The leash
The lesson


A way
A wish
A waste
A welcome


I drink
I dream
I decide
I die
 Mar 2015 Alice Morris
Joe Cole
Yes
We welcomed them into our country
Gave them a better quality of life
And now they preach on our street corners
Preach that Christianity must die
I have no problems
With the Hijab or the veil
But I do have a major problem
When my beliefs are put on trial
A simple English school
Pupils brown and black and white
Well we're a multi cultural nation
And so the balance is just right
But now a woman of Islam
Is saying its all wrong
Cast out the non believers
And their non Islamic songs
She has publicly stated
That all the white kids should go
That here in Englands green and pleasant land
Muslim law should rule
Every race and every nation has the right
To have their say
But when you're a guest in another country
Then you should know your place
Yes, a Muslim woman here in UK wants the English children kicked out of their school and the places taken by Muslim children
 Mar 2015 Alice Morris
Poetic T
"Daddy" "Daddy"
"Watch me" "Watch me"
As she jumps hands on the settee
She jumps higher each time,
I want to be a cricket,
I want to
Hop,
Skip,
Jump

Bounce up and down
But they jump well, but not high enough
"Daddy" "Daddy"
"Watch me" "Watch me"
I'm a bunny,
Bounce, bounce, bounce*
I bounce higher this time,
But the whiskers make me sneeze
And I really don't like carrots,
"Daddy" "Daddy"
"Watch me" "Watch me"
I'm a kangaroo
Boing,
Boing,
Boing
Look at me go look at me
Fly through the air, and land
Once again on the ground,
"Daddy" "Daddy"
"Watch me" "Watch me"
I loved being a Kangaroo but it was too hot,
I want,
I wish,
I bounce
In to space, the biggest jumper in
The know universe
I want to be an astronaut
I want to jump from
Earth
To the
Moon,
I want to hop along asteroids
Like I was playing hop scotch
"Floating endlessly"
One jump, two jumps
Look at me float, look at me daddy
I jumped on the moon,
"Little lady"
"My little jumping bean"
"You must learn much"
"Do good at school"
Then you can use your amazing bouncing talent.
Use it to jump from here to there,
But my little princess your only five,
So much time to
Bounce,
Skip,
Jump
Upon everything you see, the moon
Can wait till you grow up,
*"My utterly amazing little jumping bean"
Based on how much my little lady loves to Jump :)
 Mar 2015 Alice Morris
jakwoby
POLITCALLY CORRECT**

Is it saying the wrong word?
Is it the tone of which you address someone?
How can we have courage in society if we can be oppressed by a mere mispronunciation?
Why does the way one introduces things affect the end result?
Who stands up for those who speak their mind?
Society preaches to stand up for what you believe while they tell you how to stand and present yourself in the process
Creativity is defeated
Uniformity of proper approaches destroys over achievers
Doing things different is thought of as wrong
If everyone is doing the same things to get to the same places
Imagine where one could end up by doing things differently
Open your mind
Try in everything you do, be good, be sincere
but never do things because how everyone else does it
or because its how its suppose to be done
Be real and yourself
I tried to write you
A simple lullaby
One to put your pain to sleep
One to sever mine
But that's too hard to do
When I can't express
How much I love you
How much I care

I tried to run from
This feeling of ours
I didn't want to know
How well it'd go
How can you love me when I can't
I don't trust myself
But I love myself
Because of you

I tried to write you
A simple lullaby
One to put your pain to sleep
One to sever mine
How can I express
How much I care
When all I have to say is
I'm in love with you
 Mar 2015 Alice Morris
Carolin
He splattered me in ink I did not own.
Entered my heart and called it his home.
Made me feel like a queen on her throne.
He drenched me in kisses and promised
to wrap this body i own in his dazzling arms
of shinny gold until the light of dawn creeps
through the cracks of our window. Until the
sunshine comes up and makes love to our skin.
And that was when i knew a new chapter of our
lives is about to begin. Starting with me and
ending with him* ~
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