How many ways to kill a heart?
A heart as soft as love can make.
The clearest is a buttressed pride
And slumbered chains this pride does wake.
Yet pride alone a blunted sword
Against a heart as soft as stone.
Better works a selfish mouth
That gives and takes and gives on loan.
But the heart may shudder on
One that’s made to stand and last.
The final stab to make it still?
Never change behind the mask.