A Heart Trade
Long time ago
A woman tried to trade her own heart: ..
My tears, would you please get dry? !
Is there somebody or something
To stop Me, stop my Cry?
Release my body and my soul! Despair! !
My heart, is not your home:
Go! Disappear! Disintegrate! !
Get Homeless! Hungry! Die! ! !
Aww.. Heart to become a killer? !
Not even the despair and loneliness..
I know, they're bad..But they are personal
They're mine! ..
No! I don't want anything (or nothing,) die? !
Do search for better word and choice:
What would it be? !
Transformation? ! Naah.. Evolution? ! Ttsst...Change? ! .~hard..
.Trade..yes! ! That's it! Trade it! !
I' ll trade my broken lonely crying heart
For anything to anyone..
Who wants it?
A broken lonely crying heart Once!
A broken lonely crying heart Twice! !
A broken...No Offered Price? !
The cheapest thing! A paper clip, a thread, Nothing! !
.. Lonely crying heart...
No one? !
Come on...Can't be that hard!
No problem..I Can be patient..
I'll wait..but please:
Stop time or help me stop my Cry..
And so, the poor woman
couldn't even do a trade..
And you know what?
She had to heal herself.
She did it smartly
By sharing little half torn
And broken little pieces
Bits, were put into baked cakes
shared in a small neighborhood
Others were put in flower's seeds
who knows where wind did spread them
But most, were put into warm words
and shared with an entire world..
Her heart developed..
Now days she found her dolphin smile
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