King & Queen of Broken Hearts
Brand new deck,
Split the pack,
I’ll bite your neck,
You’ll stab my back.
When that feeling starts,
Our hands are shown-
We’ll both break our hearts,
But we’ll never be alone.
King & Queen of Broken Hearts
Brand new deck,
Split the pack,
I’ll bite your neck,
You’ll stab my back.
When that feeling starts,
Our hands are shown-
We’ll both break our hearts,
But we’ll never be alone.
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Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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