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Trudge pass with fondness 
Broken into shreds and mutilated; 
The weeping heart screams for awareness 
Mental capacity seems frustrated. 

He who suffers from overwhelming distress 
Wave their white flag to surrender; 
He who makes no progress 
Let love to pose as a destructor. 

Alarmed by someone you once love 
Impaired by someone you once trust, 
Hoping for signs from above 
Wondering if there is a difference in love and lust. 

Letting love hide in demurral; 
It is where one finds the corruption in human morals.