love never lasts.

when i was younger i saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind.
he broke his own heart and i watched as he tried to re-assemble it.
and my mamma swore she would never let herself forget.
and that was the day that i promised i'd don't believe of love if does not exist.

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I'd never sing of love , if it does not exist *

2011-05-03 @ 11:15:02

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