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  Oct 2016 Amanda Francis
Chloe Chapman
I like reading alone,
I like drinking tea by myself,
and eating without anyone else.
I like listening to music alone,
I like painting by myself,
and walking without anyone else.

But when I see
A mother and her child,
Two best friends
Or a pair of lovers

I realize that
even though
I like being
alone,
I hate
being
lonely.
  Oct 2016 Amanda Francis
mrmonst3r
Love.     you are a stranger
Knocking
on my door.
Gnashing teeth
"Let me in."
You were a
Golden savage,
Glistening with
sweat and promises,
Hot and sticky
A siren on the rocks.
"Let me in."
No,
That fire is
Extinguished
I don't know you
Anymore.
Amanda Francis Oct 2016
To write about love is cliche.
But, without love, what are we?
Nothing.
We are nothing!
Amanda Francis Oct 2016
I will not shrink myself for you.
I will not search for the sun in your shadow.
I will let my anger rage.
I will let it fill me up, every empty space that you created.
It will rush through my veins and into my mouth a metallic taste, words loaded like bullets.  
My rose red lips will not be silenced around your ****.
The gun you placed in my hands to point at myself down your throat, cocked!
Amanda Francis Oct 2016
Dear perfection,

I've been meaning to write you for years.
But I've only known you four months,
Everyday becomes a week and every hour I get weaker.
I'm lost in the darkness of my mind, where your memories illuminate this maze of mine.
I pick up my pen to find the words that have me tounge tied, I'm just trying to say...

I love you.
Amanda Francis Oct 2016
Eternity is real, I go there when you're not here!
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