To: T Minus Four
After awhile, I'm myself again -- I pick the pieces off the floor -- put my heart on the shelf again -- he'll never hurt me anymore.
716 posted on
02/25/2003 8:52:24 PM PST by
speedy
To: speedy
One less bell to answer
One less egg to fry
One less man to pick up after
I should be happy
But all I do is cry (Cry, cry, no more laughter)
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