Chris Gray Poems

A couple sit together,
Both just staring at the floor.
As if waiting for a little boy they know they'll never see again,
To come running through the door.
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Everywhere you go, you have to be skinny.
You walk down the street, and wish you looked like other girls you see.
You get so hungry your stomach hurts,
Still you just nibble on salads and sip on green tea.
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Dear Mommy,
I'm sorry I didn't clean my room,
I'm sorry I spilled my drink.
I'm sorry I drew on the wall,
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