love , by Gothic Angel |
It's not easy to find love, nor is it easy to keep it. love is like the wind, it can't be contained, it can't be bought or sold, it can't just be tosed aside, it can't be broken, nor can it be mended. Love... |
Posted: 2007-07-12 04:30:29 UTC |
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