John Westlake - 161.

He used to sit with his head in his hands and he'd cry
she got a kick of ruining his life with her lies
he tried to laugh it off even though it is doing him harm
you can tell from the scars and cuts on his arms

His dreams turned to dust
he was not sure who he can trust
all he wants is for someone to love him for who he is
not cast him aside and make fun of this

He sought a new set of dreams to reset his life
not wanting to end it with a knife
yet he knew not where to start
to repair the damage to his fractured heart
he left that evil girl behind
and a new existence he wanted to find

eventually he found a nice girl
her eyes were pretty and her skin like pearl
they connected right from the very start
and together they repaired his damaged heart

When he used to sit and cry
now together they sit and watch the night sky
they love each other for who they are
and in the heavens they are each other's stars

John Westlake

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