Broken Hearts
Broken hearts, sobbing eyes, pride nowhere to find. My true self-hidden behind the beauty I wish to find, friends
no more, maybe so love may come and go but family is always hers to guide and to show. Some friends break hearts,
but not that one that cares for you the most. Glasses nose ring good friends tell the truth. Through thick and thin
they will be by your side, happy, sad, glad, or mad. Tears of joy, tears of pain, tears of broken hearts. Good
friends your forever as your family's are. Curtains closed you're crying in your room in the pillow that's shaped
as a heart, and it is friends you yearn to have. You hide your tears from your friends your family and your peers
what's next you cry till you have no more tears to cry, do you let them know, your due you pretend to be happy.
Kaitlyn Marie Beamer
Copyright ©2004 Kaitlyn Marie Beamer
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