#sza - Hello Poetry

Need you when the old me, Crashes all of my sanity. Need you to remind me, Where I come from, especially all of my gravity. Can you just ground me, When I’m a tumbling, Spiralin, Just plummeting. Down to Earth, Can you bring me down to Earth? You call me, All up on my ******** Lie to me, if I ain’t. Love me if it rain, Even when it pains you. I know I’m difficult, All this **** is difficult, It’s difficult to - Open your heart up, Hoping I never find out. Cause I love you, just how you are. When I come down, Hoping you never find out. Who I really am, You’d never love me. Never love me. But, I believe you when you say it like that. You must really love me. For real, no games. Just back and forth. Only your support. Only you buddy, Can you hold me? When nobody’s around us. But why’s it so difficult to - Open my heart up, Hoping I never find out. Cause I love you, just how you are. When I come down, Hoping you never find out. Who I really am, You’ll never love me. Never love me. You’ll never love - But I try to believe you, When you say it like that. In case you come over again. Maybe really love me. You must really love me.

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7d ago

May 27, 2026 at 7:17 PM UTC

GardenPPRockz

When you say it.

Need you when the old me, Crashes all of my sanity. Need you to remind me, Where I come from, especially all of my gravity. Can you just ground me, When I’m a tumbling, Spiralin, Just plummeting. Down to Earth, Can you bring me down to Earth? You call me, All up on my ******** Lie to me, if I ain’t. Love me if it rain, Even when it pains you. I know I’m difficult, All this **** is difficult, It’s difficult to - Open your heart up, Hoping I never find out. Cause I love you, just how you are. When I come down, Hoping you never find out. Who I really am, You’d never love me. Never love me. But, I believe you when you say it like that. You must really love me. For real, no games. Just back and forth. Only your support. Only you buddy, Can you hold me? When nobody’s around us. But why’s it so difficult to - Open my heart up, Hoping I never find out. Cause I love you, just how you are. When I come down, Hoping you never find out. Who I really am, You’ll never love me. Never love me. You’ll never love - But I try to believe you, When you say it like that. In case you come over again. Maybe really love me. You must really love me.

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split mind dichotomy between my head and feet running away, leave towards the sea explore the depths, explore me the shore is suffocating and time is draining my ankles feel burdened carrying all this dead weight let me float into the unknown let me scream at the waves let me unfold let me be reborn again

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Feb 27, 2023

Feb 27, 2023 at 7:55 AM UTC

munybee

S e a

split mind dichotomy between my head and feet running away, leave towards the sea explore the depths, explore me the shore is suffocating and time is draining my ankles feel burdened carrying all this dead weight let me float into the unknown let me scream at the waves let me unfold let me be reborn again

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happy holidays, fresh white snow eggnog ***** and fuzzy robes red nose reindeer and frost-bitten toes jingle bells and warm throws happy holidays, hot black coal SZA's SOS album and ctrl apple pies and chip-filled bowls cinnamon candles and a hearty soul

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Dec 25, 2022

Dec 25, 2022 at 12:48 PM UTC

munybee

happy holidays

happy holidays, fresh white snow eggnog ***** and fuzzy robes red nose reindeer and frost-bitten toes jingle bells and warm throws happy holidays, hot black coal SZA's SOS album and ctrl apple pies and chip-filled bowls cinnamon candles and a hearty soul

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They say girls who listen to Jhené Aiko are toxic And girls who listen to Summer Walker are dramatic The ones who listen to SZA are eccentric And the ones who belt out all three are chaotic But why is it that female emotion is a threat? Why does female expression make you upset? Is it because you’re afraid of what’s next? Of a woman realizing that what she feels towards you is regret? Of a woman coming to terms with the hell you tried to make her forget? Of her understanding that you’ll be forever in her debt? As she grieves her heartache away with Jhené, Misses you more with Summer, And realizes her power with SZA, She becomes an improved version of the woman you never deserved

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Jun 20, 2020

Jun 20, 2020 at 4:35 PM UTC

growingpains

Triple threat

They say girls who listen to Jhené Aiko are toxic And girls who listen to Summer Walker are dramatic The ones who listen to SZA are eccentric And the ones who belt out all three are chaotic But why is it that female emotion is a threat? Why does female expression make you upset? Is it because you’re afraid of what’s next? Of a woman realizing that what she feels towards you is regret? Of a woman coming to terms with the hell you tried to make her forget? Of her understanding that you’ll be forever in her debt? As she grieves her heartache away with Jhené, Misses you more with Summer, And realizes her power with SZA, She becomes an improved version of the woman you never deserved

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#6 | Heartbreak in Hatfield I’ve been picturing skies and oceans that are Van Gogh blue with every hue. I have frequently felt warm winds on my skin while listening to Solána Rowe. Moments filled with love, pain, depression and heartbreak are all I know. That black dress keeps accentuating your curves every time I look around your way and admire your figure. We must’ve met in the past life because that’s probably why I want to love you past life. So many warm autumn afternoons have come and gone but I still have a desire to feel your love once again. Love may slip from your lips and drip down your chin but I never want our beautiful melody to become staccato. Those blue jeans keep accentuating your curves every time I look around your way and admire your figure. On autumn afternoons like these, I have felt warm winds on my skin while thinking about you. I’ve been picturing skies and oceans that are Van Gogh blue with every hue. I have frequently felt warm winds on my skin while listening to Solána Rowe. Moments filled with love, pain, depression and heartbreak are all I know.

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Jun 13, 2018

Jun 13, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC

kaleidoscope-prhyme

Van Gogh Blue

#6 | Heartbreak in Hatfield I’ve been picturing skies and oceans that are Van Gogh blue with every hue. I have frequently felt warm winds on my skin while listening to Solána Rowe. Moments filled with love, pain, depression and heartbreak are all I know. That black dress keeps accentuating your curves every time I look around your way and admire your figure. We must’ve met in the past life because that’s probably why I want to love you past life. So many warm autumn afternoons have come and gone but I still have a desire to feel your love once again. Love may slip from your lips and drip down your chin but I never want our beautiful melody to become staccato. Those blue jeans keep accentuating your curves every time I look around your way and admire your figure. On autumn afternoons like these, I have felt warm winds on my skin while thinking about you. I’ve been picturing skies and oceans that are Van Gogh blue with every hue. I have frequently felt warm winds on my skin while listening to Solána Rowe. Moments filled with love, pain, depression and heartbreak are all I know.

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Happiness called my name... but I didn't answer. I knew that it was another trick, used to get my attention. A set-up for the ultimate defeat and heartbreak. I loved before... it was pure. It was good. It was quite literally everything. Just how the mind wakes you up after you die in a dream because death is something outside of our imagination so was the amount of feelings I could have for another. The time has come where I must let my lover love life. That means never having the life we talked about. All those wishes will never be granted. So that's why I say when happiness called I didn't answer. I responded the last time and now I'm sitting here writing about having to let go the love of my life in a puddle of tears.

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Oct 7, 2017

Oct 7, 2017 at 2:46 PM UTC

rasmia

New Adele

Happiness called my name... but I didn't answer. I knew that it was another trick, used to get my attention. A set-up for the ultimate defeat and heartbreak. I loved before... it was pure. It was good. It was quite literally everything. Just how the mind wakes you up after you die in a dream because death is something outside of our imagination so was the amount of feelings I could have for another. The time has come where I must let my lover love life. That means never having the life we talked about. All those wishes will never be granted. So that's why I say when happiness called I didn't answer. I responded the last time and now I'm sitting here writing about having to let go the love of my life in a puddle of tears.

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