there was a little girl who once loved a man,
but he pushed her away for another
broken-hearted, she marched onward,
continued anew, loved anew,
and was happy, gods, so lucky.
But this man, this man that she had loved before,
saw her new love, and her joy,
and forced himself back into her life.
if his insecurity, and self-hate kept her from him,
he'd make sure she was unhappy, too.
he brought along doubts, and indesicion,
and planted them in her little heart,
until she was so backwards she stumbled back towards him,
momentarily mistaking him for true love.
but, vitality pumped thru her confused heart,
and all the demons of his false love were exorcised.
And she found her true love again.
and was happy, gods, so lucky.
But this angry, bitter man could not let this be.
With his forked-tongue lies, and decietful eyes,
he stole her away again, making he beleive
he could make her so happy, and gods, so lucky.
And once he saw he had her soul wrapped in his hands,
he wrung her out, snapped her in half.
Plunged his hand into her chest, ripping out her heart,
stealing it from her... forever.
Her true love, gone.
Her heart, gone.
Nothing left but rage and a handful of regrets,
and memories of happiness.
The Moral?
there was once a girl,
love filled her heart.
but love was cruel, to beast it turned,
and tore her heart apart.


Not very good, but sure as hell helped me. *smiles*

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Glacian, in the year 299 AF.