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Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
I was a piece written by Mozart and you never learnt how to play piano
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
6 months on,
Everything is stale,
Nothing has grown since you've been outta town,
6 months on,
But it seems so long,
Pushing past your memories like they're somewhere they don't belong,
6 months on,
You're still in my head,
Can't forget seeing you on your death bed,
6 months on,
Looking up at the sky,
Please forgive me for all the tears I have cried.
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
It weighed on my mind,
the foul argument,
neither were right,
yet neither were wrong.
how can a dispute go on for so long?

“I have your best interests,
I’m only protecting you.
you don’t understand,
what you’re getting yourself into.”


“But I do and it’s fine,
I don’t need your input.
you will never understand,
but this love has me hooked.”


“Well, you will see the trouble it brings,
flowers can die -
even in Spring.”


“I am willing to take,
this awful big risk,
it is something I cannot deny,
impossible to resist.”


The heart and the mind,
refused to agree.
The mind concluded,
that the heart was blind to see.
The heart understood the mind’s pragmatic approach,
but a euphoric feeling in the heart had awoke.

True love cannot be dismissed,
one cannot take away such happiness.
in this case of love,
a war must be fought,
was it an accident for these feelings to be caught?

The two were separated by cultures of the past,
the two knew that their love was going to last.

The heart and the mind would eventually agree,
that they must unite,
for this love to be.
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
Oh I wish you knew
All the things I would do
Just to remain
In an eternity with you.
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
Typical earthlings,
With their generic views.
Oh I’m bored of these earthlings,
And all the things they do.
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
How many love songs will I write,
To get my lonely heart through the night?
I don’t miss you in my bed,
Because of all the cold words you said.
You chewed me up and spat me out,
There is nothing more to talk about
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
A love I loved,
A love I lost,
A love they told was not for us.
A love they said the universe does not wish well,
A love that sent my mind into turmoil.
A love that has been forced to be left in the past,
No matter the repercussion on those two broken hearts.
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