Symphony of the Broken Hearts

Your soul will shrink from all the hearts you break;

your eyes will cry with tears from cheated mates.

Can anyone survive as this, your wake

of anguish, leaves the world that love creates

to rot in lakes of blood and tears of they

who fall for vicious fiends, ignoring life

as life presents a better choice, to say

that you, you horrid monster, break and strife

the hearts of us who loved a beast as you?

Can I, who've lived enough to know your way,

withstand the test of hearts that snap in two?

The gods of love are shamed by you, whose day

of birth meant death to us, the victims seen

by lustful eyes of callous, loving fiends.