Monday, July 9, 2007


Sometimes we can't stand
The sight of eachother
It's hard to believe that
We have the same mother
Unkind words are said
Which later bring great shame
Too much water under the bridge
From playing this silly game
In the end it always ends up
We cry on eachother's neck
What seemed to be a major issue
Merely becomes a speck
All we have is eachother
Our lives are tightly spun
We share a common heart in life
When all is said and done
Unkind words woefully said
As though we were not friends
How quickly things are said in anger
How quickly our heart mends

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