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  Oct 2014 chloe fleming
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I need a love:
Who moves as a poet writes poetry.

I need a love;
With deft hands
And slow,
Free fingers.

A love;
Who spills their colors in blots,
Without care if it blurs the colloquy.

A love;
Whose soul waltz as fluid as
Ink from a quill painting calligraphy.

Endless-
As the mind is to thought.

Constant-
with no regrets.

I want a love as a poem is to a poet.
chloe fleming Oct 2014
if i knew the world would hate me today,
i would of stayed in bed.
if i knew words wouldn't come easy today,
i would of blew off that test,
if i knew i wouldn't have you,
i'd of died way back when
chloe fleming Oct 2014
i learned something when my head exploded that day,
things come and go,
things will never stay.
even though I've prayed to God im not even sure is there and I've squeezed the hands of strangers,
but this I cannot bear.
"only time will heal"
will it heal the cold hand I clasped that day?
will it heal the wound in my heart because it's starting to decay.
will time give me back the moments and laughs with you?
time never heals,
time just teaches you how to soothe.
god i cant *******
do this
  Oct 2014 chloe fleming
Harley Hucof
By the end of this trace
                I'll forget your name
That's what i say each time
           I get down to take the line




Words Of Harfouchism
chloe fleming Oct 2014
im not a doll,
i will not break.
so please just ******* drop me
2 AM thoughts
chloe fleming Oct 2014
tell me something about you,
but don't talk in metaphors.
don't tell me how your eyes shine in similes,
don't use hyperboles to describe the depth of your words.
talk to me like a ******* ******* person.
tell me you love me and hug me so tight till I beg you to stop.
just be with me, please
constantly worrying you'll leave like everyone else
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