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 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
Chris
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I want you to know
I will always love you
When you are happy
When you are blue

When you are sleeping
When you are not
When it is winter
When it is hot

Out on a picnic
Sitting inside
Swinging on swings
Sliding on slides

If it is raining
If you are wet
I will always love you
That you can bet

If in a sailboat
Or in a car
For a short distance
For very far

Up in an airplane
The miles you flew
Where ever you are
I will always love you

If you are singing
Just care to talk
When you are running
Out for a walk

If you are busy
A project that’s new
Or just relaxing
I will always love you

If you are eating
Preparing to cook
Taking a nap
Reading a book

Watching a movie
Out at the store
Up in the mountains
Down at the shore

When you are dancing
If you are done
If you are tired
Of all this fun

And if you don’t
Or if you do
Forever and ever
I will always love you
 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
Chris


Wake up,  wake up
a new day has begun

Wake up,  wake up
it's time to greet the sun

Wake up,  wake up
and see these skies of blue

Wake up,  wake up
I'm so in love with you
I know it sounds Hallmark like but
I woke up with this in my head
and had to write it out
I see the way you look at me.
Its like you're chipping away
the air around me.
Finding all the things Im not.
I dont want to be chiseled down...
reduced
I want to keep adding to who I am.
If you want to understand me,
you should keep adding too.
 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
NV
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 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
NV
THE EXCUSE USED WAS THAT I HAD
WRITER'S BLOCK.

UNTIL I STARTED BEING HONEST
WITH MYSELF,

AND ADMITTED I WAS TERRIFIED
OF CREATING SOMETHING THAT
PEOPLE WOULDN'T LIKE.

I WAS TERRIFIED OF NOT BEING ENOUGH,

EVEN FOR MYSELF.
 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
Lottie
Be close to me
Be a part of me
Breath in me
While I breath in you

Hold me
Hold my heart
Believe in me
While I believe in you
 May 2015 Scarlet Niamh
Chris
.

Her smile is a
graceful beauty
on an ardent sky
like writing poetry
with a willow leaf
dipped in desire

an eternal verse
of sunrise surprises,
moon shadow promises
and forever truth
in permanent ink,
*forever ending in love
Should I tear myself
To pieces and glue myself
Together to look like
A piece of art the world
Would rather have seen?
Why is it that the world tells us to be "unique" but then criticizes us when we don't "do it right"?
Oranges and greens
go paint your dreams
but I'll wear my shroud
under a dark black cloud
your equitus smiles
and falseness beguiles
ashen faced frowns
on the face of the clowns
the paint that you wear is a thin veneer
a veil of crimson over all that you fear
so sup the wine and let it flow
for what you shall reap is all that you sow
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