A Lost Thing Could I Never Find,
Nor A Broken Thing Mend
And I Fear I Shall Be All Alone
When I Get Towards The End.
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
A Break Up Poetry
A Lost Thing Could I Never Find,
Nor A Broken Thing Mend
And I Fear I Shall Be All Alone
When I Get Towards The End.
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