Those fresh eggs broke when they shouldnt have cracked
Hard rain poured down when we needed sunshine;
Bagpipes drowned out the harsh words we had packed
Into suitcases and dreams left behind
In your absence, I became addicted
To childrens blithe laughter --because it is
Sweeter than what I had once predicted
Red lips from bites -- not passionate kisses
Too many jets landed and flew away
My hands ache from waving my heart goodbye
Trust turned blue from hoping that you would stay
Then we both passed out from the inhaled lie
I don't try to cook fresh eggs anymore
Just buy them in a bottle from the store
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