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Erm...all hope is lost...for now at least...

-The heart was made to be broken.
Oscar Wilde

-End Of Innocence
by Christina Montano
Secrets, secrets Lies, lies
She sits in her room,and cries and cries.
There's no more trust
In this girl's heart.

She finally found out
That life isn't perfect.
She lived in dreams,
As children often do.

But she crawled out
Into the world everyone knew.
Things that once were.

Happiness once known;
The truth of it all
To her was shown.
Her little heart
Will never trust again.

She'll never know
A real true friend.
No more trust,
For no more lies.

She'll sit in her room
And cry and cry

-What I've Learned
by Amy
I've learned a lot these past few years
Through my fake smiles and unseen tears
That friends sometimes aren't forever
that true love doesn't always last
And happy memories stay with you
but those happy moments go by fast

Words can cut deeper than any sword
Leaving you with something
That no man could replace or ever afford
Sometimes things happen,
Sometimes your heart will break
Though to feel real happiness this is what's at stake
In order to have the comfort of heaven
and your story to live to tell
You must also experience the hate-filled life of hell

Remember . . . There will always be someone there
Someone that honestly does care
A person can leave your life
Leave you alone with your worries and strife

But like pain, the love you once felt cannot from your body depart
but only may enter your heart
Don't worry someday it will all get better
Your mornings will grow joyful with someone to love
And you'll have the kind of life you thought you could only dream of

I've been there before with my head in my hands
Believing there's no way anyone could ever understand
But they do . . . trying everything they can to help you
Still you sit there unknowing and blind
To what soon you'll be glad to find.