Forlorn Angina

Pain is a professor

In a class I know all too well

My heart is aching today

Bleeding out through my vagina

My thoughts…are the compressor

Squeezing out my dreams, making them hurt and swell

This isn’t a game I want to play

I may very well die from my heart’s forlorn angina

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