To my new friend:
Your smile is faded,
never reaching your eyes.
Something to look at,
to appreciate and wonder.
Memories of heartache,
and promises made lies.
The way your mind works,
is different and new.
A kindred spirit of sorts
equally estranged,
from the world where we live,
with people who don't understand.
But I write to you now,
to warn us both.
It would never work out,
you and I.
Because of who we are,
the people we've become
Are a man with a broken heart
and a girl with a broken soul.
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