"Bleeding Heart" a poem

Bleeding heart (foolishly mine!)
Hanging on the line
Ripped right out!
I got caught but figured (as always)
Things would turn out fine ...

Now I'm tossing & turning
Every night!
Cursing & Crying
By candle light!

So ...

Will you come back
For another round?
If you don't pull me out of this cloud ...
How will I ever get down?

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