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Love's a broken thing It never works out It comes with a sting To wipe you out It will find you and hold And you'll embrace it You're bought and sold You're owned by it Love will deceive The kindest of hearts You'll try to believe But it'll tear you apart There might come that chance Where you will slip by Ask her to dance And love her till you die All the memories The sleepless nights All of your storys Will make it alright So In the end It all seems worthwhile You'll look over at her and Simply smile
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC
On Love
Love's a broken thing It never works out It comes with a sting To wipe you out It will find you and hold And you'll embrace it You're bought and sold You're owned by it Love will deceive The kindest of hearts You'll try to believe But it'll tear you apart There might come that chance Where you will slip by Ask her to dance And love her till you die All the memories The sleepless nights All of your storys Will make it alright So In the end It all seems worthwhile You'll look over at her and Simply smile
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC
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