Susan Q. - 2/26/2009 5:31 PM ET
Great keep writing
Love and hurt. Two of a kind. Together they are bound side by side tied in a knot. Death is a dessert for all. Some to induldge, others to say goodbye. I remember deception, hurt and anger. Faces of red, yellow and blue. None can be true to you. Days go by. Time and time again. Heart and soul bound together for ever. Illusions we can see through. |
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