LET’S GET TYPICAL

Let’s get Typical

(Don’t transcend it

Manufacture the despair

Here it goes

Let’s be sheep, who needs rare)

My heartbreak at 18- A Poem

I once loved a man who said he loved me

But he broke my heart and hung it from a tree

It dangled there all day and night

While I cared for him

With all my might

One day while walking

I saw the tree

Where my heart dangled

Bloody, weary but free

(Heart speaks )

Yes free dear Curio

Of the aches and pains

I live uncluttered among the rains

While you worship a man who has no heart

Don’t worry Curio

You both are well- matched

(Author’s note- When I say they are well matched it is because neither has a heart, anatomically speaking. The man is heartless and curio’s is swinging from a tree)

-Curio Athena

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