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Poorly Perforated
by ~ChaoticFoxPoorly perforated man doesn't tear along the dotted line.
She rips off another a piece of him
every single time.
Lovers, be cautious: for the heart is much like the mystical voodoo doll. Once given away, its owner relinquishes complete control over their lives to the recipient so that they may do as you they wish with you, and you must bear the brunt of it. Should they choose to discard it, you shall be condemned to walk the earth without a soul... Save by sheer force of will you manage to thieve it back.
Only two things can happen when a man is denied the one thing he cannot live without. He either realizes that he never needed it to begin with and thus goes forward with a life rekindled, or he slowly descends into the waiting arms of madness and death, having been denied the very essence of his being - He drowns in the emptiness, as a pair of shriveled lungs without the air to fill them.
He withers away like the dying Autumn leaf, clinging to life by a meager and brittle stem... When the bitter chill of Winter descends upon him, his grip grows ever weaker as decay slowly devours the last of his resolve...
Broken, he falls gently toward the ground, the last of his life spiraling away from him along the path of his descent. He lands softly among his fallen brethren, defeated and spent. His identity forever lost among the countless others strewn about him...
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Have faith and courage, and things will change for the better.