My friend’s heart is dying.
Your love for him was lying.
How could you do this?
With that precious little kiss.
He fell in love with you.
Then you split his heart in two.
Don't you even care?
That he ripped out all his hair.
He never leaves his room.
He doesn't even groom.
He loved you through and through.
Your lies to him grew.
He went rushing to your house.
He wanted you to be his spouse.
When he saw you with him.
He was very grim.
Still he lives in agony.
You were his harmony.
Buckets he could fill with his tears.
He might be crying for years.
All the curses he screams.
Out of his mouth it streams.
Now you say you want him back.
You want to get him back on track.
Go run off to him now.
If you through his door he'll allow.
After he saw you he's hated your guts.
He wishes you didn't give him cuts.
Broken down weeping like a Willow.
He’s been sobbing deep in his pillow.
What's that bellow?
Why is your belly yellow?
Zachary Clark
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cheaters-8/
