once when I was young and true, someone left me sad. broke my brittle heart in two and that was very sad. love is for the unlucky folk. love is but a curse. once there was a heart I broke and that I think is worse.
Reason for writing:
emotions transpired to paper...
Birth sign: Capricorn
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