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 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
Janoortje
And the perfect girl broke down,
the girl who got the highest grades
and always had her work done neat,
she finally shred her tears,
destroyed by society,
asking her things she couldn't do,
she came home after school,
desperate to escape reality,
her father didn't ask about her day,
but told her to help in the house,
and  that was it,
she cried all night.
 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
ryn
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•not all
of us were born
with the gift of health
•not all were born into a
bassinet  fashioned out of
gold•but all of us here, be-
stowed with a treasure tro-
ve of literary wealth•an e-
ndowment to last a life-
time, that never gets
old•one must
take it
and s-
oar to
great-
er hei-
ghts..•
...ones
should
never...
forsake
such  a
boon •
let  the
...black-
ness of
our ink
coat......
the  em-
ptiest of
nights •
let the p-
ermanen-
ce   in  our
words over-
whelm...
the




finiteness
of the
silver spoon
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Concrete Poem 24 of 30

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 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
ryn
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•a long time
ago in a galaxy far away
•the saga continues with fancy
new droids•characters in outland-
ish costumes put on display•impo-
ssible new crafts that  dart and slice
through vacuumed voids•armed to
■■■■   the teeth with impressive weapons•   ■■■■
■■■■■   spectacular battles between gargan-   ■■■■■
■■■■■   tuan cruisers• never ending fight b-   ■■■■■
■■■■■   etween opposing factions•where d-   ■■■■■
■■■■■   ark and light wield fantastic sabers•   ■■■■■
■■■■■   oh i love it... i love it!  the day draws   ■■■■■
■■■■■   near • where my childhood pangs...   ■■■■■
■■■■■   would begin to smart•in a week, the   ■■■■■
■■■■■   long anticipated day would be here•
   ■■■■■
■■■■■   where the sith in my veins meets the   ■■■■■
■■■■■                     jedi in my heart•                     ■■■■■
■■■■■                                                      ­                  ■■■■■
■■■■■■                                   ­                                  ■■■■■■
■■■■■■■                                                                   ■■■■■■■
IIIIIIIIIIIIIII             ­                                             IIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
AM
she was waiting
with spaced out gazed in her eyes
waiting for him to come by
she was waiting
he made her wait for so long
he was wasting her time
he was wasting her
yet, she was waiting
with hands on her chest
praying her love for him gone
while holding in the pain
she was waiting
but he never came
he doesn't love her
he doesn't care
so with all her might
she left
 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
Erin
It's beautiful isn't it
The literacy of other people
When you read it and you feel it
Every moment
Those words rolling off lips
You feel their pain, their love
It is stunning, I am addicted to your poetry
Giving me emotions, my heart beats in time with every stunning syllable
And now I can't get enough
Write more, I need it
It can just be our secret
That I am alive from your poetry
Keeping my heart beating
 Dec 2015 Cloey Olson
prompty
I kiss your raw lips
and say goodbye.
The sun has yet to rise.

Let us walk in peace
with the morning star.
We should make love & die.

We shoud live life every day,
not just for some day.

Love. Love. Love.
Sweet darling, I’m here,
by the fog, by the light.

With you here,
Time lies within Time
and ages slip away into seconds,
and seconds turn into Love,
which will feed on my soul for all time.
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