Ache

I once had an ache in my heart;
So I went to a doctor,
Who gave me some medicine,
Yet the medicine did nothing for my heart.
Instead, that ache tore me apart;
So I went to a psychologist
Who gave some babbling on PTSD
Yet the babbling did nothing for my heart.
And the ache did not shrink a quart.
So I went to a friend,
Who lent an ear and a shoulder
And so was the pain once in my heart.

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5 Comments

  1. Hmm.

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  2. jian5

     /  March 22, 2011

    Hmmm Hmm?

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  3. jian5

     /  March 24, 2011

    Hahaha. Yup. I am my own shrink. šŸ™‚

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