There like Clay
you have to break it- love is said to hurt
you have to chip it- some things are not the you you want to love again
you have to mend it- explore what you want in a (wo)man
you have to press it- what do people love about you?
you have to let it harden- sometimes being heartless will show you who cares for you
you have to sew the hardened part- because sometimes a loved one will love it when you're hardened
but the masterpiece in the end
is a work of beauty and art
Written in Memory of Santiago, My loving Grandfather (1931-200 cool
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Read at your own risk. and everything is true that i write
Fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice...
YOU CAN BURN IN F*CKIN HELL!!!
Fool me twice...
YOU CAN BURN IN F*CKIN HELL!!!
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