Tarnished heart,
Damned soul,
Love apart is a slow death
For the one whose existential agony is untold.
Restless desire
Running wild
Eludes the mateless woman praying to conceive a child.
Jilted survivor,
Callous at the core,
The person hurt by falling in love absurdly asks for more.
Bruised and battered,
TKO’d in love’s rumble,
We bob back up for a final round knowing the big payoff is the nocturnal tumble.
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