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  Jun 2016 Chloe Zafonte
shaffu shafiq
You're a sheet of white paper
So light,polite,soft and humble
And I'm a fountain pen
I slit my blood ink arm vein
With a sharp knife
And colours your life
And writes my love story
In your life's paper sheet
I love you so much
I promise,never you cheat
And My name's title
On your white skin
Reading your eyes
They tell me secrets
My nib always kisses you
& writes a note on your lips
You're my notebook
With pretty look
My red ink flows
make your face skin glow
I save you,not as locked
Coz you're in my heart's pocket

By shaffu
Shaffu 19/6/2016
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2016
If you don't have a trusting bone in your body for your significant other, it's either gut instinct or you're not ready for a relationship. Nevertheless move on!
I met a girl with
Lovable nature and  pretty mind,
Smart enough to fool people,
Ambitious character as she is very kind ,
Never will I meet another like her .

Ripped jeans with
Amazing outfit,
**** back off, she is mine,
Better take this wine,
Hand her to me and say goodbye ,
Acrimoniously I made him cry,
Nothing will be possible as they say,
Don’t give up soon ,just give it a try,
Awesomeness of mine ,
Reckoning me to be her husband was fine,
I would declare the poet name with first letter of each and  every line.
HIDDEN NAME WITH HUMOR
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2016
She captivates all the men in her path, do her wrong she'll show her wrath. She can see your soul through her green eyes, read your thoughts and know all your lies. She seduced you by her charm, her laugh, her grace but she won't bother to replace.. you when she is hurt, you'll be nothing more to her than a spec of dirt. Dancing so fluently as she feels your stare, just gaze in her eyes she has a lot to share. When she's gone, she leaves an imprint on your soul where you will never again feel whole.
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2016
If it's anything I've learned it is that honesty is the greatest gift one can give.
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2016
I'm just a butterfly flying free, never a worry of what happens to me
Full of life, my wings are brisk as the world around me is a risk.
I am small and surrounded by danger, putting little trust into the hands of strangers. Remove my wings and I will die, on the inside I will cry.
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