Her Fatal Flaw

There was a girl
Who wanted love
But only created disasters

She was like a picky thief
She knew she wanted jewels
But would realize when it was too late
That her diamond was the wrong shape

As she would search
Her next clueless victim fell into place
When her lips began to dance 
Suddenly like magic
She held the heart of her prey
In her trembling hands
She began to examine the bloody complexity
And she started to realize 
She never truly loved the object she so carelessly took

So with her eyes full of guilt
She returned the heart
Straight back into the broken souls chest
And continued on despite the damage she caused
To a heart that will never beat the same