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A Broken Heart
Not a hole in my heart, you must be wrong,
my load is too heavy, I’m falling Lord.
I can’t take any more, I’m not that strong.
Depression, I have been dragging along,
with double vision that can’t be ignored.
Not a hole in my heart, you must be wrong.
Cognitive impairment has been my song,
allergies, asthma my breathless award.
I can’t take any more, I’m not that strong.
My mind wiped clean, my memories are gone,
herniated discs on my spinal cord.
Not a hole in my heart, you must be wrong.
A cyst in my brain, hidden for so long,
mini strokes and shunt, a double edged sword.
I can’t take any more, I’m not that strong.
I’m much too little, the road is too long,
another ailment, as yet unexplored.
Not a hole in my heart, you must be wrong.
I can’t take any more, I’m not that strong.
Copyright ©2003 Mary Davila
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