EmmaLeigh Smith Poems

It's in those eyes I crumble.
They break me down, and make me weak.
You're searching for something with your gaze,
and I am overcome with a sudden, consuming fear.
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I reach for the sun pushing
my arms from under the soil, and climbing for the sky.
The rain falls and the the winds blow by. But
everyday it's the sun that helps me grow.
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A look
A voice
Hands
Flesh
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