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I'm looking for another heart, a new one, por favor,
See, mine is cold and broken - I don't want it anymore ...
It served me well for quite a while, and beat with rhythm, sure,
But its seams are torn and ragged since I heard "goodbye" from her.
I only want a meager one - I don't plan to use it much,
Not for joy or hope or loving, just pumping blood and such.
I won't need help exchanging it, of that, I have no doubt ...
There's no surgery required ... she already cut it out.
Written and submitted on November 12, 2019
For the "Give Me 8 Lines Of Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin, Sponsor.
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