grizelle - Hello Poetry

loving you had me cluelessly chasing a nymphalidae in the woods until i couldn’t discern where i was— you allured me into your perilous realm and milady i bow-down for i am yours — z.g.

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Mar 22, 2020

Mar 22, 2020 at 6:47 AM UTC

lost

loving you had me cluelessly chasing a nymphalidae in the woods until i couldn’t discern where i was— you allured me into your perilous realm and milady i bow-down for i am yours — z.g.

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do you hear me pleading? just like the rain pouring the thunder screaming desire burning words deteriorating utter those words i want to hear — for i don’t want to fall into drear — z.g.

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Feb 5, 2020

Feb 5, 2020 at 10:33 PM UTC

hopeless

do you hear me pleading? just like the rain pouring the thunder screaming desire burning words deteriorating utter those words i want to hear — for i don’t want to fall into drear — z.g.

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us beneath this candy scented sheet smiling so evil hands so cruel lips fraught with danger moans remain stifled milady, for how long? — z.g.

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Feb 5, 2020

Feb 5, 2020 at 4:32 AM UTC

forbidden desire

us beneath this candy scented sheet smiling so evil hands so cruel lips fraught with danger moans remain stifled milady, for how long? — z.g.

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if the world had reached its end my words will seek for you to know the world had ended the day you left — z.g.

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Feb 3, 2020

Feb 3, 2020 at 4:28 AM UTC

apocalypse

if the world had reached its end my words will seek for you to know the world had ended the day you left — z.g.

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i look at the moon to know i’m not alone i seek for the stars to claim what’s ours to the wind i whisper words i never once utter — z.g.

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Feb 2, 2020

Feb 2, 2020 at 5:08 AM UTC

reaching you

i look at the moon to know i’m not alone i seek for the stars to claim what’s ours to the wind i whisper words i never once utter — z.g.

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your eyes are like the ocean — too deep and eerie the thought of you resembles the waves — it comes and goes — z.g.

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Feb 2, 2020

Feb 2, 2020 at 3:10 AM UTC

ocean

your eyes are like the ocean — too deep and eerie the thought of you resembles the waves — it comes and goes — z.g.

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your words cut through my soul my smile couldn't take it anymore my walls are caving in my demons are creeping in i did it again — z.g.

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Feb 1, 2020

Feb 1, 2020 at 1:16 AM UTC

;

your words cut through my soul my smile couldn't take it anymore my walls are caving in my demons are creeping in i did it again — z.g.

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i wouldn’t mind waiting for a lifetime even if the ocean may run dry the dead may come to life my hair may turn white my love i wouldn’t mind our love will remain untouched — z.g.

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Feb 1, 2020

Feb 1, 2020 at 1:03 AM UTC

timeless

i wouldn’t mind waiting for a lifetime even if the ocean may run dry the dead may come to life my hair may turn white my love i wouldn’t mind our love will remain untouched — z.g.

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the night had fallen upon the cracky land, cold gusts of wind scurries along downtown people are hustling through their paths, the deafening screech of cars the prominent smell of the drenched pavement, emitting an ambiance so sentiment her worn out shoes sinking into the murky water slashed-by-hundred shoes would waver — she couldn’t careless, she was dancing around, smiling so genuine she was the girl in the rain — z.g.

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Feb 1, 2020

Feb 1, 2020 at 12:58 AM UTC

the girl in the rain

the night had fallen upon the cracky land, cold gusts of wind scurries along downtown people are hustling through their paths, the deafening screech of cars the prominent smell of the drenched pavement, emitting an ambiance so sentiment her worn out shoes sinking into the murky water slashed-by-hundred shoes would waver — she couldn’t careless, she was dancing around, smiling so genuine she was the girl in the rain — z.g.

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i will write my love for you in each letter i have yet to contrive for each day you won’t be second guessing nor be troubled for when my feelings will dissipate — z.g.

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Feb 1, 2020

Feb 1, 2020 at 12:49 AM UTC

you

i will write my love for you in each letter i have yet to contrive for each day you won’t be second guessing nor be troubled for when my feelings will dissipate — z.g.

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