Biography of Gabrielle Hastings
I am a writer, singer, songwriter, and rapper in the U.S. My stage name is Queen's Gambit, and my passion has always been writing and performing my music.
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Gabrielle Hastings Poems
There was silver, in her eyes. The lights were golden, sweet delight. And there she danced, in the flashing lights. Time was frozen, and then it all felt right.
How The Story Goes
Yeah, the sky was red and the clouds were gold. This is how the story goes. It all began with you. No one else could make me feel so alive and so unreal.
Hover Through Clouds
I hover through clouds in remembrance of my trials, Tomorrow I'll do the same. I rip myself limb from limb in hopes of any joy,
To be honest I don't want you to leave me You're kind, caring, With looks so deceiving.
He loves me, he loves me not. In his web, I've been caught. He spun this web for me to lie. But I've grown sick as the days pass by.
Lips sweet like candy, Soft like petals of a rose. Attraction comes in handy, When strange feelings have arose.
You were so beautiful, Red lipstick with a glow. Somehow we lost our ways, Screwed up and love decayed.
The Last Straw
Broken, disoriented, unorthodox, Anything to soothe my soul. Words twist and turn,
Death Of A Broken Man
Your words dripped black and blue, Bruised and battered as they pounded through your lips... An unconscious cry for love.
I keep running and running... I'm run down, But somehow your love's blinding, I'm forced to stay around.
Fear Feels Like Me
You make me feel like life is a lullaby... Oh, pretty dream. You make me real.
I could have sworn I saw an angel when I looked inside your eyes. Showed the stories and the mysteries that were lost up in the skies. All the wars, all the fights, you endured since your demise. Tell me, darling, how to help you find your wings so you can fly...
Happily Ever After
As entrancing as first love, As uncomfortable as your first dance, As alive as the inferno in your heart, As cliché as happily ever after.
A Freak Show
Gold and blue I'm splitting in two. My heart skips a beat When I look at you.
He loves me, he loves me not.
In his web, I've been caught.
He spun this web for me to lie.
But I've grown sick as the days pass by.
Every now and then, he'll bring me a treat.
How I love and think it's oh so sweet.
Though from his web, I sit and watch.
As other girls begin to get caught.