Poems from chloedrichardson

i've always been attracted to challenges.   something about the chase,   the feeling of always wanting more,   the hunger that gnaws at you...
hiding.   always hiding.   what are you afraid of?   what is it that you're running from?   i'm so tired of this facade.   i'd help you...
i'm stuck in a game of tug of war.   on one side is my desire to please him --   the other, my insatiable hunger for less serious,   tall...
my body is a temple. he comes to worship nightly. slams these doors wide open knowing they were only expecting him.   my body is a temple....
i am the sun -- bright and joyous, rarely clouded, warm and friendly, unknowingly smothering.   he is the moon -- cool and collected, only...

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