She never believes me when I say I love her,
But I'd reach into the sky and move the stars for her.
She says I don't mean the things that I do,
And won't listen when I say I'll become someone new.
I'd search a whole field to find her a four-leaf clover;
I'd die for her over, over, and over;
For her I'd write something new to sing
For her, I'd hang each star on a string,
And hang every single one in her room.
For her, I'd howl under the moon in June.
the starsA Poem by ChloeWritten June 7th and dedicated to a friend of mine. First two lines popped into my head when I was doing laundry. I know it's pretty cliche, but I like it the more that I read it. xD
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2 Reviews Added on July 20, 2009 AuthorChloeNew York, NYAboutI have been reading ever since I taught myself to read using a map of the London Underground, and writing since I decided to make up stories about my day in kindergarten. I intend to try to turn this.. more..Writing
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