Disappointment

Disappointment dwells inside us all
It feasts on the happy, and kills the joyous
Its murderous rampages are frequently felt among the young,
Or young at heart
It leaves ghastly bleeding hearts as its signature.
It bares no love or kindness.
Beneath its lying eyes,
No life can be found.
You can only guess at its true identity ~
A horrendous mistake, put in place by humanity.
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