Gloom Cloud Poems

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Ella

Her beauty is a melody that lingers in the breeze,
The breeze that makes all my hairs stand on end,
That distant jangling, is so rich in sound,
I love to hear her speak.
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2.
Candle Wax

Her hair is the brush that uncovers life on a canvas,
Effortless elegance
Her lips are those that speak the words that soothe a fleet of angels On unsettled wings
Soothsayer, appease my heart
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