Of Human Hearts

A human heart is an emotionless creature.
It pumps and beats without a hint of joy
Or loneliness.
When introduced to one's catalyst
It has no influence.
Rather, when love doesn't go one's way,
The heart becomes the scapegoat for unwanted feeling
And the alleged victim of being broken.
When really, its only crime was by association--
A quick flutter here and there--
Mistaken for rule over feeling.
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No idea where this came from. I quite like it, though.