Lisa Ann Smallwood Poems

just a little girl in her shorts
t-shirt and combat boots
she loved those boots..
running through the house
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she finds comfort and safety in her imaginary fortress
a place she goes to when life is too painful

the walls she has built enclose and protect her
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on what level do you
with what emotion
the colors fade
the air is still
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the shape the color
the curve and the taste
the many shades blended to make one perfect
cover for what i long for
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Lying still on a warm with sandy beach
The sounds of the waves crashing against the shore
The Sun beating down like a warm blanket upon your body
As the tides shift you feel the soft warm frothy foam in the waves
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consumed with fear shackled in a cold dark prison
stench of envy, pride and hatred
faces twisted mutilated beyond comprehension
tale of sorrows left unspoken
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I'm just a little teddy bear with golden locks of curly hair
I have my place in this crazy world living on a shelf
I'm kept company by a dog a barbie and an elf.
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green is the grass and the leaves on the trees
and the sky is oh so Blue
all the while sitting here why I think of you
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not a day has past in many long days
that my cheeks were not stained with tears
and for what I can remember
never was my heart this miserable in years
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