No one want to hear of
Healing while they're
still pulling the dagger
from their wound.
So please allow me to bury,
bury my sorrow,
Allow me to grieve,
Allow me to cry till the weight,
weight of my pain is lost...
I will join you in the sun another day.
But today,
I must weep in this rain,
in this rain to hide my tears...
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The Lost Chunk Of Myocardium
PoetryThe feeling all of us felt...but never expressed...just like the lost chunk of our heart muscles (Myocardium)
