When
I wasyoungerI saw my
daddy cry and curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched as he
tried to reassemble
it. And my momma swore that She would
never let herself forget And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If
it
does
not
exist
But
darling,
You
are,
peace_love_swagga · 1 decade ago
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is this true? it's pretty.