Me?
I don't have that.
No, that's crazy, like Fo real
I'm not like that.
It doesn't hurt when I think of you
(which by the way, I don't do often)
My heart is steady and content
Not falling into pieces as I speak.
Broken heart?
What is that, anyway?
Strongest muscle in my body!
Don't expect it to give out over you.
Its busy pumping blood
Not bleeding tears
I don't miss you.
Get real.

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