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Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
A chemical imbalance.
      That's it.
          That's all it is to me.
               It's hardwired that way
                   To give us no gain.
                      Only a single little
                          Fleeting feeling
                              That no one can know.
Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
Write me,
the right me.
Capture my essence and trap it inside me.
Let the world see
this different side of me.
Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
By God, you’re pretty

No matter what you say.

You can’t change my mind.

You’re better this way.



Your laugh is gentle.

It makes me smile...

Do you wanna

Stay for a while?



Can’t help me loving you.

You make me feel.

My love for you

Makes me unbeatable!



I’m never silenced.

Never thought down on.

I want you to know

That I’m rooting for ya~



I’ll believe you

You don’t believe me...

But please,

When I say...



Believe me when I say

I

Love

You. <3
Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
close your eyes
and hold me close.
oh dear,
hold me dearly to your heart.

it beats, and beats,
my love, you can't be beat.
it's strong, my will.
love you, i will.

i'm struck with grief!
i was struck by your handkerchief.
what have i done?
what have i done wrong?
.
.
.
you're too late, my dear
i'm off to war.
i'll see you soon
in a place on the sun.

at war with war,
no peace with peace.
in a war like this,
will the world stay in one piece?

with my back to france,
i'm back from france.
my darling,
i'm home.

the king,
oh yes,
i must see
the king.

he'll give me the news,
he'll catch me up.
i'll beg and plead
to make sure you're safe.

an hour of court.
he told me the news.
i can't wait
to be back with you.
.
.
.
cries of papa pierce the air.
i'm being hugged by two.
home, i'm here.
i'm here with you.

my darling cecilia,
i've missed you.
i've missed you dearly,
my darling.

little garth,
oh, how you've grown!
you're still a scrawny boy,
come, let us feast!
.
.
.
hours later,
we're finally alone.
garth in bed,
and the town at peace.

i'll grace your neck,
i'll pierce your skin.
i love you, my darling,
with all my being.

how war can change you,
how war has changed me.
the war has changed you too, dear.
is something wrong?

a strong case of disbelief,
i do think that's the case.
my dear, i'm alright.
i'm here, not dead but alive.

a long night of passion has met an end,
and our legs tangle in the bed.
now close your eyes,
and hold me close.
why did i chose to write this? good question. am i sleep deprived? good question. was this for school? good question. was this fun? good question. now, i shall nap.
Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
It's the little things that count.
Like little kids learning little skills.
Little girls chasing little boys.
Little blocks, stacked on top each other.

Or little girls, getting touched by big hands.
Little boys getting taken by big men.
Little kids with little skills.
Little kids who learn to count what little time they have.
little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little little
Lizzie Matthias Oct 2019
jejune
jejuly
je t'aime, monsieur
je t'aime, mademoiselle

i love you,
i love you,
but i was too naive to realize i'm being used,
being used by you.
what the fukc
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