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Anne-Marie Tackney

we are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master

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About Me

A peach that's seen things no peach should ever see
Me, Myself, and I
People who don't know me think I'm quiet
People who do wish I was

Heroes get remembered, legends never die

Many things will catch your eye but pursue only those that capture your heart ♥

Milka chocolate, the family, my girls and my toys,
After these things my life is all about boys.
The good guys the bad guys and those in between,
From my oldest best friend to them new to the scene.
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 pt.2
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 pt.3
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath 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 pt.4
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!

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    I am the girl you think about,
    When you realise you made a mistake,
    When you realise she is trashy,
    That she is borderline on fake.

    And I am the girl you wish you had,
    When you remember how we used to be.
    When you see that she has no dreams,
    That she is nothing at all like me.

    And I am the girl that you still miss,
    Though you wish very hard that you didn’t,
    Since your male pride get’s burned,
    And you know you can’t be saved by confidence.

    And I am the girl always on your mind,
    The girl that takes your breath away,
    The girl you would wait for ‘til the end of the world,
    The girl who used to love your way.

    I am the girl you will always want,
    And remember you used to have,
    The girl who would have made you happy,
    And one day a proud dad.

    So now I am just the girl,
    Who is just a memory,
    You can only dream of our time together,
    A time where you once held me.

    So as the girl I am,
    I will tell you, no, you can’t.
    You cannot have me back,
    You’re forgetting that unlike her, I’m smart

    I know the girl I am,
    I’m the girl that can resist you,
    So you can try your charm,
    But I’ll resist that too.

    Because I am just the girl you will remember,
    And wish you hadn’t screwed up,
    So think about that and so next time, you’ll remember
    A soul mate you can’t dump.

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    “She looked up to the vast and empty sky.
    All she felt inside was guarded by her eyes.
    She saw the clouds take over and recognized her own reflection.
    She found she wanted to exist, to renew her worldly connection.
    She walked among the living, yet separate from their lives.
    She wasn’t one of them. She had too many secrets, too many lies.
    She wouldn't mind being like a painting, silently adored.
    Instead she was a shadow, loudly ignored.
    She just wanted to smile at the thought of another day.
    Instead, inside she was wasting from the things she'll never say.
    She thought the right things, yet in the wrong time.
    She was sitting in the dirt, yet her demeanour so sublime.
    Her feet heavily hit the pavement of a long and lonely road.
    She knew the road would soon be ending if her story wasn’t told.
    She had a revelation, that she could never be,
    If no one cared about her and shared in her memory.
    I looked up to the vast and laden sky.
    All I felt inside was revealed in my eyes.

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