The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe.
If hate is such a strong word, then why do we toss around love like it's nothing?
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.and that person was you
If hate is such a strong word, then why do we toss around love like it's nothing?
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.and that person was you
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