Time does
not murder
love,
nor does
Poverty
slay it,
and mean
cruel
hardship
does not
sink
your
rickety
ship
nor change
nor
strife,
nor
anything
beneath
the dark
night
sky,
forgiveness
is like
putty
that mends
the cracks
and holes,
it is
the
special
glue
that
restores
broken
hearts
and makes
them just
like
new
and love
is
work,
when
totally
true,
it does
not like
lazy,
nor a
mouth's
million
excuses,
and to
the folks
who are
the
villain
that never
cease to
blame
the
moon,
the fault
is you,
stop lying
to yourself,
the fault
is you
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