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gabby May 2020
only the flowers' petals
always trust the wind
that s all. two lines
gabby May 2020
if i showed you the lines
i write after i cry,
after i stopped the world
by closing my eyes,
after i miss the sunrise
because of taking the bad ride,
after i dance alone
when all the life is gone.
if i showed you the lines
i hide
i am sure we will both cry.
this part of me is someone else. but somehow all these faces keep me away from suffering...
gabby May 2020
at least those clouds will
fade away on a summer day
and all the blueness will be gone
and the sky brighter than the sun.
not the current reality
gabby May 2020
the heart gets used to coldness.
those butteflies feel frozen.
and you realise
a brainfreeze is better than
milions of burning thoughts.
had this poem in mind while eating ice cream.
gabby May 2020
these butterflies
are eating me alive;
please disappear,
it isn t spring yet!
why can t you
understand that
not every person
is a flower?
oh because
you, butterflies
are crazy and evil
but i don t
want to be a
heartless person
and i can t cut
your wings either.
no more thinking. i have put the words here as they are in my head. no more faking. this is how i feel
gabby Apr 2020
they say that if you drink
enough water you will be healthy
i say that if you shed enough tears
you ll be finally happy.
just some little stuff i had in mind. it doesn t really makes sense but yeah water and tears
gabby Apr 2020
the sun begins to set
and it gets dark in our houses
so we draw the curtains
eventhough the sky is
still burning in the west.
sometimes it s just so nice to watch the sunset alone and letting your mind clear slowly.
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