Standing on a bridge
Crying to the wolves
She suddenly doesn’t feel alone
Free, as they are, she was born to roam
She follows trails of her own
Calling these woods her home
Talking to waterfalls
You can see the leaves in her hair
The dirt on the dress she wears
Running free without any cares
The universe is her place
Heather you’ll never be alone
The wolves will follow you there
In the deep forest with no fear
You are free to be your own
You are the puppy I’ve always wanted
You are a song with a perfect rhyme
You are made out of my imagination
You are something that I call mine
But you disappeare too soon
As I wake
How did you lose your footing
On a dry day
How did you find no other option
And have nothing to say
You are one in MILLIONS
Not meant to give up your right
Here to be inspired
Here to keep up the fight
Don’t lose your footing to a brick
On your path
Arms stretching out
Feeling the boarders of my imagination
Running my fingers on an unseen destination
How could I see things I can not imagine?
How could I become what I do not dare to be?
This box
Was not
Made
For
ME
.
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Hello monsters
Did you come to eat
Something salty or something sweet
?
Hello monsters
Under my bed
Did you want to crawl into my head
?
Hello monsters you look like me
I am your master
Just wait and see
I made you up in my head and heart
To bring new dreams and a new start
I think
I lost you
Much too often
The thing I was meant to find
I think
I found
Much too fast
You were never meant to be left behind
My guardian angel
.
.
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She never asked for the change
Coins in my hands
Collecting
In a jar made of glass
Clear to see
I was expecting
To be the richest out of change
But I didn’t see the change that was coming
As the first bomb fell
They ran for shelter
I was running
To the jar of change
I’ve been collecting
Kitten
Stuck between the second and third floor
She screamed
Until we could take it no more
So we changed our plans
And luck would have it
The store we were to visit
Had been destroyed in seconds
By a bomber we didn’t see
And that’s how a stray kitten
Saved me
In 2007
.
.
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I crave a world
With no boarders
Free
We were born to roam
Now
Houses boarded
Trying to feel at home
We were strangers
Until
We decided
Not to be
Stranger Paths 
