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Cloud Chaser 

She took a leap from the city buildings trying to touch the clouds, as her golden hair tangled amongst her face her arms pushed out from her sides and she started to pretend she could fly, the stinging air ruffly brushed against her skin forcing her down, she twisted her body and looked up at the sky that was to far gone for her to say goodbye, she closed her eyes and made a bed on the concrete, falling asleep

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Her

I remember when she lived. I remember how her skin glowed in the sunlight as the water glistened off of her. I remember how she lived in the trees and her toes kissed the dew covered grass often. I remember the way she moved freely, how she danced across the earth like the rain, how she made chains from daisies and wore them as accessories. How she told the moon about her sadness, the sun her happiness, and counted the stars every night until her eye lashes kissed her cheeks. They way she sunk to the bottom of the pool like a rock and emerged from it like a dolphin. She would stay up all night to finish a book and cry when she was done whether it was sad or happy. I remember how she was fearless, how she moved and grew, how she rebelled in tiny ways not forming to the norm, how she was a flawed in the most beautiful ways. I remember how she was alive when everything around her was dead.

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Playing Angel 

You finally found enough feathers and taped them to your back, you made a gown out sheets, and bounced upon the clouds after you crawled from your body, you glowed and smiled, you whistled that old tune as if the whiskey was in you still in your system, when you finally made it to a kingdom to call home we all knew you’d watch and we wouldn’t be alone 

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The Nature in Their Love 

She was a drought, she had cracks in her broken smile, an earthquake, her heart beat out of control, a tsunami tide, she cried all the time, a tornado, she was a mess and so oblivious 

And he was the rain, his heart beat a steady pitter patter, the dirt that had never been rumbled, he stood firm and tall, the calm ocean only making small waves, he moved so swiftly, a small wind on a summer day, he was so aware of everything he did, funny though, their chaos and beauty went hand in hand 
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Him

I guess I just loved the way his hair stood out on a cloudy day and those green eyes reminded me of spring time, the way his freckles looked like the stars, he was a masterpiece in all of his simplicity, he 

didn’t even know it, the way his cheeks were pink like new born flower, he touched me lightly like he was writing a letter of love all over me while tracing me with his finger tips, he was so rare and strange, but oh so marvelous

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