Sophia Smith Poems

My name is Chris
I am 3
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see
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I trusted you,
But you decieved me
I grew,
Then you crushed me.
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I sat there watching them.
I'd seen it a million times before.
It went on AM through PM.
But, this time, daddy put a suitcase by the door.
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When you have a friend,
Your bond can not be broken.
Your friendship will last to the end.
But sometimes it seems that your friendship
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You said you would love me
You said this was true
But now, matal bars is all I can see
I had no clue.
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If you can picture in your head,
a beautiful running mare.
On a plain that is widespread.
She is totally aware,
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Some people think they are kind,
Others think they are mean
They the whisper in the wind,
Your imaginary friend, who is never seen.
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To understand love
first you must understand yourself
It can take flight at any moment like a dove
But sometimes it sits still like a book on a shelf
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When you dream
All the images fill your head.
It is not a scheme.
You dream when you get into your bed.
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My name is Addie,
It is July.
I sit by my daddy,
As the man in white walked up to my parents and I.
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