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Up With the BirdsThe birds they sangUp With the Birds by *Vive-La-Liberte
All a choir
Start again a little higher
It's a spark in a sea of grey
Her fingers run over the metallic strings of the instrument,
Plucking each string- letting it vibrate with delicate assonance
The high strain of music lifts off her fingers and into the air
Carried away by the breeze of the ocean.
E u p h o r i aThe humidity and the wicked harmonious melody of the cicadas filled her heart with serenity.E u p h o r i a by *Vive-La-Liberte
His smile and his blue- green crystalline eyes beaming with simplicity was her beacon of hope that she could do it.
The sun's warm glow illuminated the wisps of fox tail as the wind gently blew them away.
Her head to his chest, hearing his heart beat.
His strong arms around her tiny waist, making her feel secure.
His chest rising and falling against her gave her the reassuring feeling of "This is what life is about".
His kisses gave her strength. He was hers and she was his.
What more could she have wanted....what more could she have needed
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Get this off my chest.Me.Get this off my chest. by *Vive-La-Liberte
Alone, sitting on a bench.
Then I see you- not alone- but with her.
I see your smile- brighter, more radiant than ever.
Brighter than when you were with me.
Then I see her.
She is beautiful
She is smart
She is strong
She's everything I'm not.
But I wouldn't blame you-
But it's okay , I wouldn't chose me either.
I can see that she makes you happy
Clearly happier than when you were with me.
She is like the sun who warms you from a perpetual winter.
I am that Winter.
My eyes- they see your happiness.
For you cannot hold it in.
My heart- it feels your true happiness.
And it knows- that that happiness was never meant for
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