Cement won't fix a broken heart:
By far too simple of a solution.
For by relying on man-made fails once more,
As does your reliance upon men.
Crying won't fix a damned soul:
A saline waste heals nothing at all.
One mustn't rely so greatly
Upon an infrequent weep, sob or bawl.
Moving on won't restore the spirit of a person so damaged:
By far much too great a feat!
Some may say you can only repair yourself,
Purely by accepting such defeat.
Do not dig oneself into the dirt,
As it's much easier to bury than uncover -
Thus do not allow your perfect heart
To be vanquished by a mere lover.
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Good pieces of advice. Hope someone will benefit from these. The very first line is an undeniable truth.