We are easily broken creatures,
Like glass hearts that shatter.
Victims of the ones we love,
Slaves to affection.
Hearts beat as one,
Intertwined like grapevines.
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 3:57 PM UTC
We are easily broken creatures,
Like glass hearts that shatter.
Victims of the ones we love,
Slaves to affection.
Hearts beat as one,
Intertwined like grapevines.
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