Why did you come and talk with me today?
I loved a girl; she left and broke my heart.
Well, for a price, I'll take your cares away!I do hope that you can afford to pay...
Exactly when will the therapy start?
Why did you come and talk with me today?Was it some broken heart? What did you say?
I feel as if my soul's been ripped apart.
Well, for a price, I'll take your cares away!Perhaps you need a scrip: "Take twice a day".
No, no...I'm just another broken heart.
Then why'd you come and talk with me today?I cannot see the time; please move away.
I need advice! Something like a life chart.
Well, for a price, I'll take your cares away!I think our time is up; what's left to say?
I loved a girl; she left and broke my heart.
So why'd you come and talk with me today?
No price will ever take that pain away.*This piece is recently published in Mezzo Cammin
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Waxing Quixotic[POETRY]
PoetryQuixotic: hopelessly naive/idealistic. This is a poetry collection about love, and all the things we do to attain it--good or bad.