What I Am, by little_irish_rose Subscribe to rss feed for little_irish_rose 

 What is eternity, but until we die?
What is love, but just a lie?
What is a secret, but something covered in dust?
What is a friend, but someone you can't trust?
What is caring, but ruined art?
What am I, but a broken heart?
Posted: 2005-08-06 08:11:16 UTC
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