Here Lies a Broken Heart…

not my picture here…

Here lies a broken heart, I’d, used a shovel, dug up a hole in the ground, buried it!  Here lies a broken heart, and, after it’d “died”, nobody GIVES a FUCK (oopsy, slipped again!!!) how it became broken, it’s broken, beyond fixing already, so…

Here lies a broken heart, and that, was all the note said, and, inside that cardboard box were, the broken shards, of what used to be a blood-pumping heart!  Here lies a broken heart, but why?  Is it, tired, is it, already dead?  Is it, just taking a “five”?

not my photograph…

Here lies a broken heart, and, nobody’s gonna give a DAMN who it’d used to belong to, after all, after that heart was broken, I’m sure, that its original owner had found, a replacement, that, was why, this broken heart is sent to us (don’t ask who “we” are!!!).

Here lies a broken heart, and, although, we’d said a séance for it, it’s still not, resting in peace, for, it will, NEVER fully be able to, rest, in peace, as it’d, already, gotten, shattered, into, millions of, bits, and pieces………