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gabrielle Mar 2019
i'll always have a glimpse of you
like the clouds, anywhere
i would see you

i'll always have a glimpse of you
just a glimpse of you
it would only be me
it would always be a glimpse by me

just a glimpse by me
gabrielle Mar 2019
wherein my love is great
but dangerous to what may occur
brought me in utopia,
would fall in nostalgia.
caught in a glimpse of heaven -
  i was without you,
  never loved me then.
now im torn in hell or heaven
gabrielle Mar 2019
i am not taught
i am not dictated
i am not seen
but i ponder everything
with the people around me
oblivious
of what will happen to me

i want you to continue.
gabrielle Mar 2019
madness and elegance
of thorns and lust
she was born
without end nor bourne
exquisite but ever torn
sophistication and thirst
of blood and the gracious curse
beautiful imprecate
gabrielle Mar 2019
oh they shatter
they glimmer
in a forbidden house
was full of corpses
the girl accomplices
with her rope
and hope
with slits
by glass bits
she hanged
and blood had banged
by glass bits was the stars
that witnessed her death
that witnessed every scars
gabrielle Feb 2019
the wise one, said things
that should be done.

a wise one, gave meaning
to my poems i've done.

my wise one, understood the things
i didn't notice i've done.
"your passion controls you and
that makes you a better writer,
your writing obey no rules.
you wrote something,
oblivious that it speaks not one
but different stories. "

you made me a better writer, you did.
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