Saturday, 26 March 2011

Good-Bad

He speaks, but she never listens.
He reaches out, she draws her hand away.
He lays out his soul, she ridicules him.
He confides in her, she seems not to care.
He cries silently, her laughter rings in his ears.
He tries constantly, she never notices.
He walks away, she doesn’t understand why.
He becomes hard, another good one lost.

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