Let this be clear, you did not break my heart.
I never felt the slightest crack or tear,
Its normal rhythm didn't stop, then start,
Its snapping sound did not make people stare.
I did strain though, a couple of my ribs,
And maybe a few muscles in my cheeks,
My dream life did not have a lot of give,
I overworked a few of my obliques.
I made the kleenex company a mil,
My nose and eyes were salty and quite red,
My sinuses can feel the echo still,
Of the headache that lived in my sad head.
So yes, some things were tweaked for a short time,
But pulminarily I was just fine.
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