Poetry Final project

Greyson Huneycutt
MArch 20, 2014

Acrostic poem.


He broke my heart

Every piece, shattered

All I wanted was his love

Real, as he promised

True, as mine for him

But he walked away

Right in the middle of paradise

Every beat of my heart

Aches for his love

Keeping the flame aglow

I will wait by the light

Never losing hope

God will send him back to

Original poem.

I remember the first day I met my bestfriend.

I never met anyone like her.

I hope we are best friends till the end.

Sometimes we can get bitter.

But we always get better.

By the end of the week

Or if not that would be considered unique.

My bestfriend is Addy.

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