He Doesn't Love Like I Love

Fri, 06/02/2017 - 04:17 -- MLY

They say my heart was broken.But I am a woman of science.I know the heart is all muscle and fiber.Tough.It cannot 'break'.A soul however is different.Luckily I have always been good at adapting,So I glued the pieces back together with gold.Darwin would be proud. -I choose me. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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