Sophia Smith

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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In his eyes,
Blue as the ocean.
All truth, and no lies.
Filled with emotion.
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I'm sorry, if my poems have made you cry
But, it is the way I express myself
I am intimidating to most people's eye
like a scary movie cover sitting on a shelf
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I lay awake in my bed tonight,
not able to sleep.
Wide awake from fright.
I don't want to stay awake or fall asleep.
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I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
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Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold.
Of all the girls I've ever met,
You're the one I can't forget.
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Love me in the Springtime, when all is green and new,
Love me in the Summer, when the sky is oh so blue,
Love me in the Autumn, when the leaves are turning brown,
Love me in the Winter, when the snow is falling down.
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When she was mine,
I was as happy as can be.
One too many times, I crossed the line
Now I'm paying the fee.
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I sat there watching a sale,
The next item was a old battered volin.
the handle was carved in great detail,
ten dollars was the bid of professor Collin.
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it isn't my fault,
so please don't hurt me.
If you do my heart might come to a hault.
Please, listen to my plea.
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