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Isabelle Apr 2016
I picked a flower
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 2 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 3 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I thought of buying a bouquet
And try again
He loves me,
He loves me not
Only to realize
That it was too much
To waste beautiful flowers
For an ugly love like ours
He loves me not..
Isabelle Apr 2016
Cupid must have shot me twice
For you have fooled me twice
**** that arrow
Brings tears and sorrow
Oh stupid cupid
Please take back that **** arrow
And don't shoot my heart again, ever.
Yay. Oh Cupid!
Isabelle Apr 2016
Tinanong kita
Kung ako'y mahal pa
Ika'y nanahimik
Ako'y di umimik
Hindi na kailangan magsalita
Sagot mo'y alam na

Kasabay ng iyong pagkawala
Mga luha ay kumawala
Wala na bang magagawa?
Tayo ba ay talagang tapos na?
Ay, wala na palang "tayo". Hugot. Sinusubukan kong tumula gamit ang sariling wika.
Isabelle Apr 2016
She writes about sadness
to console herself
to find another who can relate

She writes about peace
to feel it even just by ink
to feel tranquility amidst adversity

She writes about love
because she's in love
and she fell out of love

She writes about bitterness
because she lacks in sweetness
and her life is a mess

She writes about hope
asking what it is
wishing there really is

She writes about lust
to experience the pleasure
of pleasuring herself

She writes,
to surpass the limitations of her understanding
to fake reality
to cover lies
to correct mistakes
to lessen the pain
to share the burden

She writes,
To expose her soul
She writes,
To fool herself
She writes,
To expose her soul
She writes,
To fool herself
Isabelle Apr 2016
As the sun is setting
Another day has been endured
Another day has been "lived"
Another day becomes a past

The sunset, it tells us to rest
and tomorrow, let's do our best


As the sun is rising*
A new page will unfold
A new flicker of hope
A new life will begin

The sunrise, it brings a ray of hope
promises a beautiful kaleidoscope
Stay positive.. Have a good day everyone ;)
Isabelle Apr 2016
This morning will be a different one, for he will meet a girl
With an auburn eyes, a winsome smile and a hair that is curl
Strange she is, but in a beautiful kind of strange

The boy will stop and stare, will be lost in her haunting sad eyes
She will not notice, and will never knew, that cupid has
shot the boys young heart

The boy found a reason to go out every morning
To see her again, he was hoping
For her smile becomes the sun that brightens his day

He will sit from afar, and with an admiring eyes, just watch her
She paints, she reads, and sometimes plays with her dog's fur
He will silently watch and enjoy the beautiful scenario

It goes for almost a week
"I must be crazy, why do I stalk this chic?"
But he doesn't know the answer

All he know is, the girl brings peace to his heart
Her eyes and smiles are a piece of a pure art
and her laughs are a song to his ears

He could not explain it, watching her makes him happy
and sends a warm chill to his heart, very fancy
"I need to know her name"

The next day, the boy waited in vain
But the girl never came
"I'll wait again tomorrow"

It's been a week, but she never showed up again
In his chest a sadness and pain
Could not accept, she looked for the girl

He found out that the girl loves to paint
But the smell of the chemical will cause her to faint
That's why she sneaks out and do it once in a while

He found out that the girl loves reading
But her eyes failed her, every letters are dancing
That's why she sneaks out and pretends to read

He also found out that her hair was just a wig
And her red lipstick was to hide her pale lips
And finally he found out her name








With a sound of a breaking heart
He reads her name
*On her graveyard
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