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by Amy Hernandez Jul 5, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
So when it's done to us, we hate it ever so. And yet we get through it. The heart's a toy. Sometimes its fun, To return play, And play his heart, Like he plays mine. But when it's done to us, we hate it ever so. And yet, We do it too.
by Kris
VERY GOOD!
by Beth
It's so true.