Repetitious are the ramblings dished.
About the broken hearted,
And who tossed them aside,
To disregard and dismiss.
There is a commonness linked,
Between all of them like this.
They seem willing to be victimized...
For a prize that does not exist!
A foolishness depicted...
Is what these creatures share.
Every few weeks,
Their weeping is heard.
And thoughts of others...
Aren't concerns they share.
They want to make clear,
Their feelings are felt like none other.
And after their points of views are relayed...
A sympathy is extended,
To their fathers and mothers.
Without a doubt as to 'why'...
Some have decided to leave these nuts,
Alone and crushed with a quick goodbye!
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