Toss it aside...foul thing
Send raging rivers...wash it away
Tear it asunder...mighty hurricane
Render it useless...ye judge
Upon the courts of the most high and mighty earthdom
Strike an arrow, poisoned with pain
Through the heart of those who dared
Who foolishly believed...
Plant a rememberance...so lesson will be for naught
Make one wary...of what 'tis not real
Accuse the guilty one...take guilt away
Collapse into the gutters of regret
Confound the sweetness...gone sour
Echo...the wickedness of the evil
Of the strife...of the selfish...of the cold-hearted
One...
Who said...."I love..."
And did not mean it...
And did not know what love was...
And would prefer living in LONELINESS
And will live alone...
With all possessions of life...
Ruling, reigning, pulsing vileness...
When all is over...and all is left...
Of a life...is that which others...
Sell on the street corners...for the profit
Of the day...
Place balm of forgiveness upon the heart
Of the one who...
Was guilty...
Of believing...
Of trusting...
Of caring...
For....the one...who could not love...
And for...
In believing...
IN...
LOVE..........
LOST ALL.........

MAY THIS ONE WHO WAS FOOLED EVER BE CHARGED...

So that...
This wounded one will...
Go forth...
Weeping, yet...
Salvaging........
Clearing the muck of defeat...
Whisking away the cobwebs of blindness...
Allow the wounded to see the light..
Of another day...
Of what is real...
What is fine........
But not what is PSEUDOLOVE....