Your cold heart is like a glacier
Cruel and sharp; cutting
And, like the iceberg that wrecked the Titanic,
You shipwrecked our love most completely.
1600 souls on board perished that night,
But even one soul in agonising pain
Puts a cry into the atmosphere
That is keenly felt, somewhere.
It takes two to love,
While it only takes one to maroon,
To doom,
The love that was so carefully built by two.
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