Bring me the garbage can
Throw away the notes...
I'm sorry that I’ve hurt you
And even made you cry...
The edges of the picture
Are beginning to fade away...
“You don’t get many friends like this
She is one, if you lose, you will forever...
Ironically the person this poem is about is the...
It's hard to build up trust at first...
This poem is about my bestestest friend, Sarina
~*My Angel...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
I know that during the lonely nights, you cry...
My hands are shaking
as I hold the knife...
You have hurt me in so many ways
More ways than you can ever believe...
I know I’ve said a lot of stuff
And there were times when...
Friendship
A friend is a person who you can trust...
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do...