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I take my memories
of fractions of consideracy and put them in a box with a torn cloth as the lock. Little pieces of love for my broken heart, for me to hold, like a stuffed animal close to my heart when I cry. How I wish, that I had love, instead of pieces of love. |
Copyright ©2007 Ashi Shadow
4/25/07 on Bianca (and others)
Wouldn't it be nice to be loved.
Instead of only having pieces of love.