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Broken Pieces
Where dose love go
when you need it
I read your letters of passion - But
between the lines are hidden lies
Are there new faces
on the horizon
that are exciting and insatiable?
Or has our love gone cold
and like the North Wind
blown us apart.
Scattering dust - And
leaving us seperately to -
Pick up the Broken Pieces.
B...
Written 19 July 2004
Broken Pieces
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