Chloe, did anyone ever tell you that you’re adorable?
Or that you’re too honest?
And that sometimes, when you wear your heart
Smeared across your sleeve
...people rub dirt into the wet.
Sweetie, you’re an angel without her wings,
Who plucked away your feathers?
Don’t you know that evil beings
Feed off wishes pure and clean
...please eat away their ties to you,
Your hearts so full of gold;
A heavy weight to hold.
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