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CHAGRIN

CHAGRIN

The heart is a pond,
It lies open for all
To ponder on,
And/or cherish.
The heart is open to all,
But many don’t give a dime
They segment it,
They hammer it down
To leave it broken
Like a weathered rock,
It disintegrates into dust
All the goodness vanishes.
Once a pleasant sight
Now a sore to the eye,
The beauty of yesterday
Now a once upon a time.

You call us heartless,
But the demons in us
You planted in the name of love.
You call it heartbreak,
But it’s the real genesis-
To the scary character evolution.
Fear not my former beloved,
What you see here
Is the handiwork of your vile tongue,
You lit the fire
Why are you sweating then?

 

 

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