To peel a broken heart,
You do not require a pair of sterile gloves,
But only a string of words,
Uttered without a second thought.
You do not require a pair of sterile gloves,
But only a string of words,
Uttered without a second thought.
To feel a broken heart,
You do not require any special tool,
Glance at the victim in the eye,
And be on the lookout for the telltale spark.
To heal a broken heart,
You do not require another heart,
Wire your brain in such a manner,
That it always gains the upper hand.
To seal a broken heart,
You do not require a dozen stitches,
Just put on the suit of the Tin Man,
Without his bizarre wish of course.
~Poem 27
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| Your ideal broken heart (Picture credits:Â Emma Parker) |
