I bleed hearts more easily

Amidst a billion hearts my heart stands alone, amidst a trillion souls, my soul yet yearns for a soul to cling to. 

I have been broken by the ones I once loved, My heart has been torn to shreds by those I once trusted, that I stand broken and afraid.

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Alone to my world of pain, alone to my troubles and trials. My lonely nights had seen my ocean of tears drenching my pillow and wetting my face. When I remembered their mouth watering promises of love, and promises of forever after, honey combed lies that dipped into me and broke all my defenses to reach into my heart. Their attention and dedication got me fooled again that it was love. .

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I stand alone with my scar, so scared of those who lean their true heart to mine, with experiences that gave lessons never to be forgotten.  I stand so scared of this hoard of men who come so saintly with a sweet smile and charming eyes, the switch their attentions to different women, like someone looking for color in a black and white tv. 

I stand unsure of their words, for its snare will  catch me, no more, for just as the hunter has learnt to shoot without missing, so have I learned to fly without perching. Through their carnal mind, I have left them more confused, I have meandered though their shallow hearts like a thief in the night, stealing their precious heart away in the darkness.

No one could understand what they made me become, a creature alien to love, hungry for benjamin’s, a creature without a heart, a trap to men, a strain to marriages, a pain to many women. .

My heart was of stone, I bleed hearts more easily and breaks marriages much more easily.