Cindra Smith Ms Poems

I look back how you stood by my side, and gently wiped away each tear I cried.
Cry not my baby girl, for I am now free,
Free from all the hurt and pain that ever riddled me.
Mom? I ask will these tears ever dry?
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I never saw this coming; I guess I was a fool.
So hard to comprehend it all; how could you b so cruel?
The sincerity of your voice; now replaced by hurtful lies.
The man that I once loved, I know longer recognize.
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