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Poem about friendship and dealing with a relationship gone wrong |
| Could Never I could never think of the right words to say As you confessed your sorrow to me Over another boy who broke your heart. As always you’d given away your heart too quickly And got nothing in return Except nights filled with tears, An empty feeling, And the insecurity of not knowing what you did wrong Or what you lacked. Even if everybody else could see that it was absolutely nothing. Now all that’s left of him is another bruise On your already scar speckled heart. A bruise that heals with time never completely goes away will be a constant reminder lurking in the shadows of your heart ever present warning you to beware of those who will take your heart too lightly to be vigilant in your search for your hearts match who’ll fill in the voids left after the massacre. |