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(This is a sad one by the way [if anyone ever reads this])
One Part Broken and Two Parts Tragedy
He was one part broken and two parts tragedy.
He never realized she melted his apathy.
This boy was a mess, thick and thin,
Never mind the latter, he had a double chin.
He always said, "there's more of me to love"
But in the buffet, it was all of the above.

He worsened his state, never tried for better.
Until a girl broke his walls, although he let her
He said "I can't be held responsible for what gravity entails"
"I'll fall for you faster than the wind hitting my sails"
He became so philosophical, even Aristotle wept.
All his passion came out, in the heart where it was kept.

Then one day, he got the results.
"You're girlfriend's dying, a dwindling pulse"
There was no skirting around the issue, there were no doubts.
He had no comfort, for in them, not even an ounce.

He can't buy the time with the money that got him everything else he had to crave
He was powerless, this was a feeling he assuredly would take to his grave
So the cycle had begun once more, he alone in a world so dark.
Broken arrows in his quiver, never allowed to hit his mark.
He once more became one part broken and two parts tragedy.