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Once when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that was very bad.
 
Love is for unlucky folk.
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

A Very Short Song:by Dorothy Parker


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Last updated Sept 8, 2003


i wear chucks

I'm a princesa,
treat me like one