heartbreak

in their hands a heart they form

mumbling the strength of their undying love.

in their hands they hold a powerful substance, a nuclear weapon

and trust each other with it.

and one day, a crack forms in that heart, a small, unperceptive slit

that allows all of the evils in the world to wallow and wade

their way into their "love".

just as soon as they get overwhelmed with the joys of trusting one another,

the waves of sin repress it.

a broken heart cannot be healed, but it can brokenly live on.

- Sage

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