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[thebroken07]

Bless the broken road that led me to lisa

"Love"

...We think about it, sing about it, dream about it, lose sleep worrying about it.

When we don't have it, we search for it;

When we discover it, we don't know what to do with it; hen we have it, we fear losing it.

It is the constant source of pleasure and pain.

But we can't predict which it

Comments

[juliebulie]

Awe.

[in_dreams_of_u]

Awwww...........

=)