Biography of Chloe Armstrong
I am but a hollow shell of my former self.
Once happy and joyful; I am now a cynical mess of hatred and desire for world domination.
Chloe Armstrong Poems
I Guess It's Goodbye.
Smack, smack, sugar smack Give me a smack and I'll smack you back Don't be shy
I Wanted To Write A Poem For You.
The dictionary Oh the dictionary Standing upon the ledge You know you want me
Shadouge Is Real
I am stuart little Sqek Sqek You are stuart little
The Sorrow Of Wikipedia.
Why are you blocked? ! Why are you blocked? Why Are
Primrose Petals On The Ocean Blue
I am but a chalice of mentality. I am but the woman who sees the man in me.
Licking A Melting Popsicle Does Not Get ...
Each time you take a bite Remember now that tonight's the night I shall be watching So quietly
Helooked at me, So graciously I licked my lips, he did but stutter
Smells Like Chicory.
You may wonder, Even ponder, On what lies in the hills yonder. If you take,
Love Is But A Grinding Gear.
If you rush the poo, The poo rushes you.
Helooked at me,
I licked my lips,
he did but stutter
his finger slid in like ice on butter