A loving heart
cannot be mended
when the mind rebels
and turns cupid's arrows
into painful swords
They pierce our soul
seeking out our demons
to scheme and connive
to twist and dement us
we become an anti-self
This is not who we are!
We are compassionate and kind
born from a mother's womb
that has nurtured and taught
What is good and what is not
Oh tormented soul!
Do not succumb to torrid anger
arising from humiliation or defeat
Retaliate no more; remove the swords
restore them as symbols of hope
Heal the soul and tame the demons
We are capable of these things
when we realize that pain has a purpose
to remind us that we are still human
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