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 Feb 2015 Alys Grey
Ciske
Is he really
the same guy,
i fell in love with
that one December?

Is he the same guy
who made me laugh,
made me happy,
every single day?

The same guy
who stayed up
with me for hours,
watching movies,
listening to music,
and who played
me, the most
beautiful music
on his guitar.

Is he the same guy?
Because i don't see it.

He once called me
beautiful,
now he doesn't
call me
at all.
 Feb 2015 Alys Grey
axr
block
 Feb 2015 Alys Grey
axr
I pick up a pen
to let my emotions flow
The ink has dried
The paper remains empty.

I cry.
i don't even know how to handle this writer's block.
 Feb 2015 Alys Grey
axr
goodbye
 Feb 2015 Alys Grey
axr
I came here to write a goodbye letter
but then i couldn't type a single thing -
so here it is,

Goodbye.
I am not killing myself or anything, temporarily leaving this website.
 Dec 2014 Alys Grey
Just Melz
"You can't really love someone you've never met."


          He's the first thing on my mind
   when I open my eyes,
             the last thing I think about
    before I go to sleep,
           he's in my thoughts all
    the moments in between,
his face takes away the nightmares
             and fills all my dreams.
       *
How is this not love?
 Dec 2014 Alys Grey
Erenn
It's hard to
forget
and let go,
I know.
But when you do
You'll
forget
the things
*You're supposed to.
It's never easy. It might take months or even years for something that's been there like forever. I know how it feels. It tears you up inside You can't breath, you can't sleep.
He/She is all you could think about everyday.
But when you do,
The whole universe will follow your pursuit.
Pursuit to your own happyness.:)
I got inspired again. Dedicated to a friend who's going through a difficult phase in her life.
This is for you.
 Dec 2014 Alys Grey
axr
'Poetry is for emos!'
screamed a prosaic once
Don't worry,
he's dead now
I shot him with my gun
which is made from words
'Poetry is for the beautiful minds'
Someone once said
'No, silly! Poetry is for the scarred soul'
replied a maiden
'Poetry is for people like me!'
screamed Mr.R
'No happiness but chests filled with money!'
'Poetry is my hobby.'
said a future entrepreneur
'Poetry is for the one dealing with loss'
said the scientist
'I don't care about poetry, How often do you floss?'
said my dentist.
'Poetry is dumb.'
said the misanthrope
'Poetry makes me think about him'
said the victim of infatuation
I cleared my throat and spoke to clear the confusion
'You're wrong to say poetry ain't fun
poetry is for everyone
'
thoughts.
comment below and tell me what do you think of this. might add more later
 Dec 2014 Alys Grey
axr
love doesn't hurt,
sweetheart.
teenage infatuation does
you may disagree with me on this. will brb on this
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