Ayzhelle Mendoza Poems

July 03,2008 10: 39am

Four years ago...I met this guy
@ the prom night of my 4th year high.
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Poems are insights made by our hearts
controlled by our minds and
created by our hands.
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How should we define love?
We all know that.. it is something that we all have.
But do we all feel exactly the same?
Or this is just another riddle or a game?
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(June 20,2003; 4: 08pm)

I don't know if it's right
I don't know if it's true
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July 02,2008
11: 4 am

How can I tell you that I'm grieving
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Season changed, the weather is strange
You had lied to me again.
Secret prayers come out of me
Hoping that you'll stay.
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Brimming with venom inside,
Raging like a storm, struggling to conceal,
to thwart thy recrudescing past
from lacerating a tiny blood chunk
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baffled, where should i go?
used to be so strong.
used to know what's right from wrong.
gobbled the poison, fought my own premonitions.
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Im not afraid to say what im really feeling
And I wouldn't mind whatever they are thinking.
I'm absurd, that's conferred.
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