Joyful hearts torn asunder by hardened selfishness,
marriages confided to God and broken apart on earth
with disgrace.
Sadness filling minds without a purpose, tracing
words in sands, being washed away with tides of
sorrow on barren wastelands.
Broken hearts lying idly on shores of despair,
unkempt and lonely, dying in the presence of
everyone - yet no one noticing.
Set adrift, flowing with waves of storms, losing
energy daily, being lost on a horizon of
impatience, alone with broken-hearted shells of
grief.
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