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Love is like the softest petal tears that flow but seldom settle, salty drops from a secret place that forms a stream upon your face. but softest petals oft times harden a lovers tiff a heart can sadden, though usually love can pull you thru' a once sad heart sometimes stays blue, tears keep flowing down your face to form a pool of salty base, the heart is left forever sore, to search for love forever more. |
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