Love's False Promise

of affection and passion I cast aside
it betrays me at every turn
the promise of bliss and soft embrace
false and aborted always

I shall then only seek to make my own way
abandoned by the bosom of companion comfort
I turn my loneliness to inspiration
upon a writ I pour a bled heart

my face set to a permanent frown
my words set to a rudeless firmness
my feelings shall lack sentimentality
as my mind takes on an unforgiving world

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