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Over the summer it did transpire

The heart was divided in two

Two girls set it on fire

And he did not know what to do

A conclusion was thought of

Towards the end of said summer

"Why not pick the one for which you have less love?"

But what he had done could not have been dumber

You see he let go of the love of his life

Never to see her ever again

He will forever have the strife

Between his heart and his brain

So now he lays alone at night

Struggling with an internal fight

Author's Note

After re-reading this once through..I have decided I do not like it. I however will post it so that in the future I can read it again and laugh at it :)