Giga impact of ultimate cutenessInside every healing wishNightmare killer to mice and birdsGiga drain your sorrows awayEncores are limitless
Mind reader of emotionsInside the legend of Egyptian myths Never a pluck out of placeGross doom desires are uncomfy sofasEruption of fluff in every corner
Twisters outside keep them inHailstorm of love that actually lastsEndeavour our scratches as love bites
Triple kick the cotton ballsOutraged in animal cruelty Pushing our natural gifts
Pulling the metal bursts for adventure U-turn from predators Smelling salts in our catnip Sleeping on and off, and will do so in many Years to come
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Chloe Gilholy
Former healthcare worker and lab worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
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11.59. Even though the glass had shattered, Lorna could still see that her watch ticked over. One minute until midnight. Her watch was the only thing she had that she could carry. The only thing to remember her parents by. A birthday present from last year, the year she turned seventeen.
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