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My heart is a bottle washed up on the shore
That's the metaphor
aching to the core
knocking at the door
for someone to let me out
for someone to come in
but I can never win.
Women like you
are my folk-lore
legendary lovers I've ever and never had!
ones I want so very bad
a hero that never rescues my heart,
and I . . . the needle in the haystack that you wouldn't want to find.