viernes, 11 de febrero de 2011

When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
and cursed 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 I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist.

But darlin,
                      You are the only exception.

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