I hope it comes back to haunt you
By Circe Avalon
My heart is freshly broken
This wound may never mend
And in this tide of emotion
My love to you I send
I found whats left of my heart
Crushed into little grains of sand
And these little red flecks
that stick to my open hand
I'll send it out to sea
In a bottle made of glass
And when the bottle smashes
it will stick you in your ass
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© 2007 circeavalon
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On Friday, December 28, 2007, italianbella
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loved this great read made me smile:)
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On Thursday, August 23, 2007, Sketso
(416) wrote:
Emotional comedy always strikes a chord with me! Beautiful!