jamesfrancis

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Now

I’m so close, its so close, I can reach out

and touch

and watch

and I want to

know. But I don’t. I won’t.

It’s all in a box, with straps down tight,

Only that box is clear, I can see the insides just right

And I know what’s in store,

But I want to know more,

Yet the box is all locked

With a chain and a key, and a promise that rocked

The daylights out of me.

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fairies:

venusonfire:

IF by R.Kipling

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And — which is more — you’ll be a Man, my son!

Read this in my english class, I love this, had to reblog

Reblogged from femme fatale.

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As the grey wraps around me,

I think of you.

The soft way of enfolding,

The tingles you do.

My mind is within me,

But somehow without me,

And I know that I’m with you

In spirit if not body.

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You’re so beautiful

And the world doesn’t see it,

They don’t know why theres an empty space

In the corners of their mind

But the reason is you baby,

You’re the reason why.

One day everyone will wake up,

And see your sunrise.

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And so the birds flew away

We walked toward the tree in expectation

But there it was empty

Unsure of our exact location

We sat down innocently

And an apple fell at our feet.

The wind whispered

Do not take this ruby poison

But our mouths began to thirst

I reached out and grabbed that apple

Because life’s too short to curse.

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Lets flit around yes?

Or maybe no,

Lets take a long walk down a path we don’t know.

I want to notice you,

Will you notice me?

What if I’m not on time

What if you don’t see me?

Can we do that with our destiny?

Our calling, our fate,

I hope I don’t walk past mine,

Thinking I’m on the way to the golden gates.