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Cheri Larsson Poem
His name is Björn and Im here to say he has the biggest brown eyes Ive seen today he lost his bone and feels all alone what a sad day for little Björn
he looks high and low and even dug a hole for his bone to go and looked and looked with all his might but no there is no bone in sight, Oh where Oh where could that bone be for maybe he left it under a tree,
So well look and look till we find his bone for its like ones telephone you just cant leave at home.
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Cheri Larsson Poem
School is where i go to learn and grow
expand my mind getting ready for the big show
being a grown up making money own my own
with places to be and people to see
new experiences for me that´s what it will be
but for today I´m just a student, tomorrow ill be the pro
expanding my mind getting ready for the bigger show
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Cheri Larsson Poem
Destiny Destiny where art thou destiny
through trail and tribulations well still have our destiny
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Cheri Larsson Poem
People come people go what fun it is when they don't show mind equal blown!
They say we're friends until the end ride or die whats that in my eye a tear from you!
Who knew?
My so called friend is this the end of us?
Yes its a must, because I've lost the trust I had with you. I feel like a used up old shoe..
Who knew ?
Best friends forever or just for today I feel so played and betrayed!
My feelings of trust I'd say it's a must to bust this up, no need to mend it lets just end it.
Who Knew?
©Cheri Larsson
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Cheri Larsson Poem
The one person you want to read your stories
And ponder upon your fury ,doesn't even know you exist.
Why do I dive face first into the social swimming pool only too look like a fool. The stories I tell my heart Is draining like a well. You wouldn't care if I fell, fell face first into the antisocial well. I could tell someone about my sorrow only for them to feel borrowed. A borrowed heart is something earned not bought. For I lay here in misery with my broken heart.
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Cheri Larsson Poem
How can something so sweet be so hot , I put my finger on the dot
the dot that is your heart It pains me when we are apart
something so real that Ive come to feel an ache that i cant take
or is this fake , all in my head am i here or am i dead?
Maybe its just a dream. Is that why Im in bed ?
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Cheri Larsson Poem
The defeated beat in my heart that drum you chewed up spit out and ripped apart feels like Used meat
if I were to fall would you catch me at all
no you left me to cry so many tears in my eyes and Ill never understand why
you hurt me so bad and I´m so mad the way you betrayed me and played me I
wasn't like this before don´t stand at my door it wont open for you anymore
I wont feel like this today or any other day no more used meat no more accepting defeat....
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