Egg-Stravaganza of Emotions
Your love scrambled my heart as if it were a three egg omelet
Breaking the shell of my soul till it crumbled
I am trying so hard just to forget
My inner self tumbled, bumbled
I felt shuffled
I feel ruffled
I would rather baste than forget
Or fry if our times you regret
My love muffled
My emotions coupled
Left with no appeal
Spending time, letting my soul heal
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