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Like a ...

Like a...

Like eggs cooked on an ungreased frying pan

You're stuck in my mind, clinging to my brain

Like cold peanut butter that's spread on bread

You ripped my heart apart, and left only pain

Lost and sad now

Torn and hurt now

How could I allow

You to run over my heart

With a plow?

Like a bicycle tire with a hole in the tube

I feel so deflated without you beside me

Like a building with a crumbling foundation

I will soon collapse and fall into dusty debris

Lost and sad now

Torn and hurt now

How could I allow

You to run over my heart

With a plow?

Like a turtle that lost its shell and its safety

I am vulnerable, miserable, and inoperable

Like a kite that slipped loose, blowing away

Rendering me unstable and unreachable

Lost and sad now

Torn and hurt now

How could I allow

You to run over my heart

With a plow?

Like a sign that's been vandalized by graffiti

My heart is marked, tainted, unreadable

Hoping to find a genie in a bottle, so I can wish

I'm praying that this one dream is achievable

Lost and sad now

Torn and hurt now

How could I allow

You to run over my heart

With a plow?