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Best Poems Written by Paula Wells

Below are the all-time best Paula Wells poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Yeaa, I'M Ritee

I am too dexterous,
too unique,
too livee,
too formative,
too statuesque,
too Jessalynn,
too enlightened,
too memorable,
too restricted,
& too captivating to even fathom, by any means of you.

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Suggested Thoughts

I have a story locked away.
Drakness, Silence. Confusion.
Words only spoken by lips,
A voice loud enough to be heard,
A mind complex enough to live,
A life determined by mind.

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Constant Affection

All I want you is you
Your love is true
you always take my breath away
but I'm not leaving, atleast not today.
I want you to love me for eternity
cause I feel that you are every part of me.
I'm surrounded by your embrace
You're everything i need & more
You're my conserving grace
For you, i would walk  a thousand miles
You're the only one I want
& i'm addicted to you now......

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Let Me Be,,

Leave me alone....
Let me rot.
Allow my heart to be my own.
Love for you, I have not.
It was considered, but ran away.
Yet, I still have the thought to stay.

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Thought of It

You kiss me here and I love the way it feels...
But in some sort of depth in me, I know it isn't real.
I feel that you should belong to me,
Cause you, contained in my heart, is only what I see.
Three years of numerous experiences with you,
Have only made me feel and kept me blue.
I have lectured you to know i'm not that type of girl,
And I can still feel you sqeezing me in your world.
I really don't know what I see in you,
But obviously, you seem to observe something in me too.
They're millions of girls out there who would choose you without fuss,
But hopefully i'm not a thought of your fullfilling form of lust.

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Script

When pencil comes to pen, the stories never end,
Cause you choose everything you want in the begin.
Thoughts come in mysterious ways,
Through words we might recite in a day,
But modified & glazed with a new meaning.