Buh buh bum buh bump bump bump bump: …So my heart goes…

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Something out there is giving me a heartache…maybe it’s the way the clique of blond girls (students) laugh when I walk their way, the book club I have to skip cause of other (up in the air) obligations, the bumper sticker from my new favorite place that keeps falling off my car, or, something else….

Whichever way…doctor doctor!  If you opened me up this second I swear this is what you’d see:

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 Rust: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Flecks of brown metal (buildings) that we raced along (and my heart too) in the car making me fall in love , stretching the cracks/fissures of this beet beet red achey chest
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Pennyslvania Turnpike Toll Ticket:♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Everytime he had to push on the pedal, not the breaks, scratch off one of these towns (Morgan-) we had to skip, you’d be suprised by my how my heart burned more than the rubber  it took to make those towns look smaller, my ache grow bigger….


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Motel/Gas station/old library? ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Skipped some beats when we left this diner window with the good view, broken down gas station/building/library with hopes, visiting heart throbs, and heart burns to fill it with a front desk, available rooms, breakfasts in the morning, hospitality round the clock: my lost B&B

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