Dying of a broken heart
Is it a possibility
Is it just the start
Of a scientific understanding
A heart that stops working
Could be triviality
A pain that’s lurking
Maybe bioengineering
Or can it be a love long gone
A wish unspoken
Passion overdrawn
Oneself disappearing
Whatever the cause may be
The heart has been broken
This, anyone can see
Death is ever nearing
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