A tear stained pillow,
Can tell a lot of stories,
And a depressed friend,
Can cause a lot of worries.
A thunderous storm,
Can make you feel alone,
And a sharp knife,
Can make you feel at home.
A little scar,
Can't make people see,
And a drop of blood,
Is more then you could be.
A broken family,
Can create a lot of pain,
And a different house,
Will never be the same.
A subtle whimper,
Can never let them know,
And a new story,
Will only help the lie grow.
A single soul,
Can never know it all,
And a last good-bye,
Before you heed the call.
� Kaylan, September 5th, 2003.
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