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By sinneD Date: 2001 May 28 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.28.00.47.3182]] |
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hearts as glass figurines hanging on a thin thread we all call LOVE tested by the winds of change swung everyday in everyway until that "snap!" and down they go shattered upon impact with the hard and solid ground then we, like addicts painfully pick the pieces put them back again hang it back to be swung once more hoping this time love will hold coz the thrill of swinging easily cancels out the destruction of the fall |