Friday, January 31, 2014

Friday Night

Friday night and broken hearts
gathered around the pink dinette,
red wine fills glasses instead of tears,
but I see them brimming anyway,
there is no way to hide sadness.
We're talking about broken hearts on
Friday night, she's a cold one, never
a nice word, and he's not around anyway
so no matter if he's nice or not.
I wish there were no broken hearts
tonight but there is nothing to be done
but drink to it, and move on.

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