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 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
CapsLock
We'll I'll be proud when I see you go,
but I need you to stay so I can give you my all.

Give you my all
Give you my all
(Las que veas oportuno y "give my all" es un sustituto de "give you my all" si lo prefieres)

A man in love is no easy thing, don't hate me babe,
I'm just a human being. Just trying to Give you my all.

Give you my all
Give you my all (Las que veas oportuno)


Just need one more chance, 1, 2, 3, one more chance.
So don't give up now

Don't give up now
Don't give up now(Las que veas oportuno)

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I've been praying
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To stop this sin
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There's no denying
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I'm really trying
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A man in love is no easy thing, don't hate me babe,
I'm just a human being. Just trying to give you my all.

Give you my all
Give you my all (Las que veas oportuno)


Just need one more chance, 1, 2, 3, one more chance
So don't give up now

Don't give up now
Don't give up now(Las que veas oportuno)

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I've been praying
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I'm just too weak
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when I see my devil
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I'm at her feet
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I've been praying
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I'm just too weak
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when I see my devil
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I'm at her feet

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 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
Àŧùl
I had only started recovery
After that inglorious accident
That I was faced with a seeming
Herculean task at hand as student
When I was to tackle ten exams
An attempt with forgetfulness
I broke no sweat in doing it
Impossible - what's that?
My HP Poem #1388
©Atul Kaushal
 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
Wordfreak
I looked up from where I landed,
And saw a face peeking over the edge.
Overcome with curiosity,
I forced myself to rise,
And came face to face with a startled girl.
And we started to talk.

I stopped a ******* the edge of the road,
The road we all walk together,
Yet alone.
Her face was red,
Eyes bleary,
Makeup smeared.
She kept murmuring:
"He doesn't love me...
He never did."
Your life isn't about gaining approval from others.
Her head snapped up.
"Who said that?"
An old soul who has walked the same path. The difference is you still have a choice.
A broken sob.
"But it was all a lie..."
Then find something real.
And something clicked in her eyes.
"Who are you?"
They used to call me The Silvertongue.
But the question you should be asking is who are
you?
 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
jouska
Don't
 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
jouska
Darling,
If you forgive
Just because,
You think you understand
that it is not their fault,
and they hurt you
with no pure intention to do so
and yet, they do it,
again and again,
as if you were
unworthy and unwanted.
And then you struggle,
through obstacles
to change.
In hope that you could
avoid all the hurting,
Just because you think
that you understand that
all the hurting they give
is not their fault,
and you too, are not born to be hurt.
Baby, you don't have to,
change yourself.
They are the problems.
If they hurt you,
again and again,
You need to get rid of them
instead of you
getting rid of yourself.
These people are,
the ones that drown you
deep into the darkness
and say words and pretend
to be the ones
that give you hope and light,
and all the love.
Honey,
save yourself.
only small minds believe
putting others down
makes themselves bigger
 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
Ishita
She was a full bloomed flower
Poised,grateful and gentle
Brimming with love,selfless and secure
But you plucked her petals,one by one
Slipping by the hands of trust.
And now she's engulfed in a web of lies
Broken,bruised and burnt
She was your admirer,once and forever.
For you were the sun.
And she was the earth.
Just stop questioning her,
Over her self discovery.
For you've made a narcissist recovery.
Don't take anyone for granted.
I have gone through
Hell
Broken hearts
And loneliness so potent I almost didn't survive

But the bravest thing I ever did was
*write about it
 Jan 2017 Chloe Chapman
Feliz G
By a day of appearance,
We didn't even talk.
A sudden spark of inspiration flowed through me,
And so I've become your idol.
My childishness, I see,
But it's what I want to be.
Why. Does. The. Subject. Area. Supervisor. Of. Music. Have. To. Meet. My. Standards. On. The. First. Day. Of. Rehearsal. And. Now. He. Is. My. Idol. And. The. Only. Reason. I. Picked. Up. My. VIOLIN. I got his signature too on my favourite recital piece!
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