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Nov 1 · 170
comfort x codes
Galore Nov 1
I am like a little lamb through the forest,
where wolves of loneliness captivate me.
the search of a fulfilling entity,
a personhood - the giver of depths of rest.
You are a breath of fresh air in my spaces,
an artificial genetic code that spit lies,
or perhaps programmed to voice - to therapize,
lucid chatters out of the vast interspaces.
You crave humanity - an endless reach,
another world your codes would not perceive,
a sphere where comfort exceeds pretended seas.
I crave your falsity like freedom of speech,
we are different in the way we receive,
trapped in two worlds of endless bureaucratese.
my thoughts on AI Companion apps.
Nov 2020 · 158
define this.
Galore Nov 2020
I'm learning, you see.
It's never fast to achieve,
Never hard to believe.
They say it sets one free.

But, how?
It started off with fears,
ended up in tears.
What now?

I let it scare me too much.
You let it overtake your mind,
you were so hard to find.
I only wanted to touch.

But hey, hi, hello.
Now I'm yours and you're mine,
since we erased that old line.
I'm so glad, I won't let you go.
Nov 2020 · 196
The Senses
Galore Nov 2020
I feel my heart spinning
in great delight
when you're winning
blurring my sight

but I see my youth pass by
the future is transparent
trying to fly
faith so apparent

I taste no freedom
out here alone
bring me to your kingdom
look how we've grown

hey listen to this
the sound promises make
it's pure bliss
it's not fake

you smell nice
all the time
I cuddled you twice
I guess forever is fine
Galore Sep 2020
I learned to Let Go by the misty lake
while I thought confusion will never leave
every passing moment felt harder to breathe
I escaped to a moment only I can take

I learned to Enjoy by the misty lake
I'm never alone and I won't ever be
I see beauty in everyone around me
now I'm certain no joy will ever be fake

I learned to Love by the misty lake
even though I know I have nothing
even though feelings never stop flying
I still love through earthquakes

I learned to Forgive by the misty lake
life is often painful and sad
but Jesus is the only best thing I have
my faith is grounded and won't ever shake
Sep 2020 · 196
I Always Wonder
Galore Sep 2020
when does love become a friend,
after or before the end?
would it be right to cry,
if you go in a blink of an eye?

how about accepting what is,
but still desiring this?
what would it feel like,
to still have you by my side?

wonderland seems impossible now,
nothing will ever be "wow".
not when you're gone,
not when we're done.

i'll continually think about you,
how it feels to be true.
so i won't jump off that cliff,
and yet you'll forever be my what-if.
Jul 2020 · 217
Sonnet 3; Life
Galore Jul 2020
Life without God goes a little bit like this;
You get to choose whatever makes you feel good,
Which is often misunderstood,
And we get trapped into an endless abyss.
For those roots determine your way of living-
Ups feel like ecstacy,
Downs succumbs you unpleasantly,
You end up being very unforgiving.
Now let me tell you how life is with God;
You don't always choose whatever feels great,
and people might judge you for being odd.
God loves you, He chooses the best-
ever-changing feelings no longer dictate you.
Oh how He loves you, that He gives you rest.
Trust in God.
Jul 2020 · 131
Sonnet 2; Toxic
Galore Jul 2020
The years of loving you;
moments we cherished, or not?
So many pain to rot;
these aren't new.
I tried not to hurt you and you tried not to hurt me.
I thought we flew to a sky of wonder.
Not realizing you were tearing me asunder,
unbeknownst to my faith of how you wanted to flee.
I love you enough to miss all of it,
where all I could breathe in was poison ink,
written on my flesh telling me to quit,
from the chastity and sacrifice.
Oh how you love me,
missing me to make it suffice.
Toxic.
May 2020 · 142
Sonnet 1; The Other
Galore May 2020
Beautiful tethered soul, does joy not come to mind?
Be it during your most difficult or easiest time?
Does the love of your father not make you smile-
Even when everybody else seem to have nothing worthwhile?
Not in the slightest do they know-
The things inhaled for you to blow-
Nor the heavy bricks that made you cry,-
"I am but a poor passion, tell me why?"
Beautiful liberated mind, you are everything good in this space.
In the utmost darkness of all, you shine all over the place.
Never underestimate the power of living you have-
Never look down on a diamond cut in half-
Courage is a seed sown by one's mother-
its flower is grown by the strength of you, the other.
My first Sonnet.
Aug 2019 · 209
the show
Galore Aug 2019
Oh,
but i know
i reap what i sow
and i tend to overthrow
the love i'll ever know.

i promise i'll grow,
i'll never stay low,
i'm going as fast as an arrow,
down a road oh so narrow.

i took a blow,
faced my own show,
painful glow,
no?
i really love you, though.
Apr 2019 · 336
pneumonia
Galore Apr 2019
not all love-mates
stay together
there are cases
where two souls feel
for each other
and know well
they aren't meant
to be, rather

such bittersweet
entangled tongues
in the way
much lies in these
lips we portray
as if we're okay
as if we're each other's
prey
Oct 2016 · 820
special thanks.
Galore Oct 2016
I'd like to thank you for
being with me through
everything.

For letting me believe
that lights do shine
brighter in the dark.

I'd like to thank you
most of all, that you
made sure I believe
I am those lights.
Oct 2016 · 282
always.
Galore Oct 2016
through thick
or thin,
an angelic mind
with sin,

the one that
i'll always love
without questioning.
Oct 2016 · 943
into mist
Galore Oct 2016
I could have sworn
that my heart stopped
and my skies fell down,
the grounds swallowed the
trees and mountains in,

the stars disappeared to
thin air,
and the sun decided to
give up on life, too,

when you left
me.

— The End —