Curse of the broken lady

Eyes upon you rage with firey passion
With feelings deeper than sexual attraction.
The desire to be with you always noted with every kiss.
A love so strong one would consider it bliss
But the same passion wasn't returned
For to many times your heart has been burned.
Once intense love that blocked out all the pain
Cut so deep now her soul is one sin filled stain.
Her love now shallow to prevent further heartbreak
By doing so she makes his heart quiver and quake
For her love will never be truly given
Like a downward spiral now his love is driven,
Because he fears she no longer cares
Again and again this is the curse she bares.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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