A Heartbreaker's Lament

August 23, 2009
By Mallory Baron BRONZE, Parkland, Florida
Mallory Baron BRONZE, Parkland, Florida
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I claim to love
Yet have no heart
Of this I am aware
Pleasures derived
From those who've borne
The wounds from my despair

I relish every broken heart
Of which I am the cause
And add again to trophy shelves
Remains of broken, hurt, and gone

The twisted sensation
Of all the wrong
Courses through my veins
I need not the rush nor challenge,
Just the feeling of knowing inside:
I am not alone
Just one of the many
Who's hearts and souls have died

The author's comments:
These days we see so many love poems about lust and infatuation, bliss and surrealism. But what, I ask you, of the other side of love? Every coin has a second side.

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