Hurt (1) Poem by Allysyn Bryant

Hurt (1)



Standing right next to you
You're texting her
Our best friend, we have the same one
He looks from me to you
I know he knows something
The look on his face
I know he wants to tell
I just wish, hope more like
That this isn't one of those days from hell

03/07/09

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