![]() BrokenA Poem by Callipyge
What's the diagnosis?
Heavy plexus A round shape sore A canon's target Short of breath Teary eyes and drooping face You knew time was out You'd expected it Now you see it Right in front of your eyes Nothing you can do Swallow the bump in your throat Flipping channels Talk non sence Still there Run, walk, activate Still heavy Running around in panic mode How long do I have? Doctor tell me Is there hope? Is recovery near? What do you have to ease the pain? Nothing he says No cure, just time You'll see he swears But it's been so long My heart needs treatment How much do you want? It's ok, he's happy now You go on my dear For the love of him Release his heart Recovery initiated Broken heart lost in space © 2012 Callipyge |
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Added on April 21, 2011 Last Updated on September 4, 2012 Author![]() CallipygeFLAboutHello. I was raised in French and write poems in English...go figure! i'm learning about this beautiful language, playing with words, shooting my emotions in cyberspace. Hope it brings a little some.. more..Writing
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