Tell me sweet little lies
You don't know a good thing
Until its gone.
And found someone else.
Right. Hah.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Posted by Misshapes at 5:04:00 PM
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"Love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. Love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides. Each of us is created of it. And I suspect each of us was created for it” -Maya Angelou-
Tell me sweet little lies
You don't know a good thing
Until its gone.
And found someone else.
Right. Hah.
Posted by Misshapes at 5:04:00 PM
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