Always the flirts
That tend to hurt
Your heart fills with hope
Then it bursts and you can't cope
The floor beneath you is gone
And you're once again alone
The tease, the taunts
All leave you without
Your heart hurts, it yearns
For something loving to learn
To heal and seal
Something you should'nt have to steal
The flirting is full of explosives
Something no one ever notices
Heal the heart
Before it's torn apart
Grab the duct tape
Before it's too late
- Joeann L. Hunter 7/17/06
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