Friendship is a glass heart

Laughing people


Drinking punch


Sitting with her boyfriend


I know its wrong, but what can I do


She walks in screaming


Him and I know we’ve done wrong , me and him


I dint want to hurt her


But one slam in the cheek and it was done


Blood runs down my check


As he runs .......That coward


It’s going to leave a scar........


No not on my face


On our friendship.


As I go home put a plastic ice pack upon my face


The phone rings.....


I wonder.......ITS HER


My heart is made of glass one wrong word and its all over


But to my surprise.....


A brighter future.





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